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Jack, the Giant Killer, Jr. 


BEING THE THRILLING ADVENTURES, AUTHEN- 
TICALLY TOLD, OF A WORTHY SON OF THE 
CELEBRATED JACK, THE GIANT KILLER 

BY 

DWIGHT BURROUGHS 

PICTURED BY 

HELEN ALDEN KNIFE 

AND 

ELENORE PLAISTED ABBOTT 



PHILADELPHIA 

GEORGE W. JACOBS & COMPANY 
PUBLISHERS 



C -;aHY CONeRESsj 
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\ COPY 6, _ 


COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY 

GEORGE W. JACOBS & COMPANY 


PUBLISHED SEPTEMBER, 1907. 


CONTENTS 


Chapter Page 

I The Giants Recover Their Castles 13 

II A Chip off the Old Block 19 

III Mocram Misses the Dinner Party 27 

IV The Jumping Contest 33 

V The Talking Slate and the Greedy Giant 41 

VI A Duel of the Giants 47 

VII Mono Caught in a Rat Trap 55 

VIII The Wreck of the “Carrie Ann” 63 

IX Waughber’s Trip to the Moon 69 

X The Fatal Dose 75 

XI The Skating Lesson 81 

XII Bully Billy’s Conquest 89 

XIII Shorwind’s Punctured Feet 95 

XIV Big Molasses and Little Molasses 103 

XV The Automobile Race 113 

XVI Fern’s Great Fright I2i 

XVII Tempus Takes a Lesson in Bravery 129 

XVIII Jack, Junior, Finds a Partner — and Loses Him 139 

XIX The Three Spies 149 

XX Bill Gets Into Trouble 155 

XXI Dill Slain By His Brothers i6l 

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CONTENTS 


Chapter Page 

XXII The Retreat of the Fifty-seven Giants 167 

XXIII The Wonderful Beater 175 

XXIV The Game of Tenpins 183 

XXV A Terrible Shock 191 

XXVI Jack, Junior, Rescues Jack, Senior 199 


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ILLUSTRATIONS 


He dug a deep hole in the ground between two trees.. Frontispiece 
Jack, Junior finds a giant in the wood Facing page 20 


“Ah ! You have enough to let us all have some” “ 

They ran at breakneck speed down the road “ 

Jack, Junior quietly slipped on a life preserver. . “ 

Jack, Junior finds the giant Squib in his bed. . . “ 

“Fll give you a box of magic wheel grease” “ 

Screaming and shrieking, she raced down the road “ 

Tarpo had a great dinner spread for him “ 

The boy set to work to decorate the giant Dill. . “ 

The bad effects of Jack, Junior’s magical beater “ 


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INTRODUCTION 



HESE stories were written in response 


to the unanimous demand of my three 
boys — ages four to nine — and have been re- 
ceived with marked approval. The little fel- 
lows are strong, healthy, bright, happy, romp- 
ing chaps, and their endorsement influences me 
in presenting the volume to other American 
children. 

These boys are not believers in giants, gob- 
lins or ghosts; they are not afraid of police- 
men or to go in the dark by themselves; but 
they enjoy stories of this character just as 
grown-ups enjoy Action of a more substantial 
nature. 

No story possesses a more intense interest 
for the boy than that in which giants Agure, 
and I am convinced that this interest is a 
natural one with a strong moral undertow. 
The healthy boy reveres the hero who dares 
combat overpowering odds, and glories in the 


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INTRODUCTION 


overthrow of those odds. To the juvenile 
mind, the giant and the youngster opposing 
him represent respectively evil and good — the 
misuse of strength or ability or opportunity on 
the one hand, and the development and right 
application of latent or hidden talents on the 
other hand. It needs but a mere suggestion 
to cause the child to associate this valuable 
lesson with the realities of life. 

Besides the juvenile classics — Jack and the 
Bean-stalk, and Jack, the Giant Killer — there 
are very few giant narratives couched in 
simple sentences, and the little stories set 
down here are written with the idea of sup- 
plying in some measure a deficiency in the 
literature of the child-period. They possess 
certain features allied with modern affairs 
which should give them an unusual interest. 


CHAPTER I 


THE GIANTS RECOVER THEIR CASTLES 



Jack, the Giant Killer, Jr. 


CHAPTER I 

THE GIANTS RECOVER THEIR CASTLES 

TpVERY boy knows — and, for that matter, 

every girl knows — that when Jack, the 
Giant Killer, had conquered and slain the 
fearful monsters who had dared to cross his 
path, he finally married a beautiful princess, 
and they settled down to live in one of the 
castles which he had taken from the giants. 
They lived happily, and the people, who were 
now undisturbed, had a chance to learn a great 
many things to which they had been unable to 
give any attention as long as they were in 
fear of being pounced upon by the wicked big 
fellows whom Jack had made away with or 
had driven into hiding. So they got a great 
deal of knowledge of machinery and of the 


14 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

uses of steam and electricity. But such of 
the giants as remained kept themselves hid far 
away from the homes of man, and, instead of 
learning anything, seemed to grow more and 
more ignorant all the time. 

Jack and his wife were well liked by all 
the people, and many great men came to their 
castle from all parts of the world to visit 
them, and they urged Jack to travel with 
them and see more of this big world in which 
we live. But for a long time Jack would 
never go, for he feared that in his absence 
some of the wicked giants who were in hiding 
would come to his castle and drive out his 
wife and seize his gold and valuables. 

After many years had passed, however, 
Jack reached the conclusion that all the 
giants were dead, and he decided to take a 
long trip to see a king who lived very far 
off, indeed. Jack^s wife did not go with him 
but stayed home with little Jack, a bright 
lad, who, people said, was the living image 
of his father. 


THE GIANTS RECOVER THEIR CASTLES 15 

Now, when the news spread round about 
that Jack, the Giant Killer, had gone away, 
the giants — for they were not all dead, you 
see — grew bold, and decided to leave their 
places of hiding, return to their former homes 
and renew their old mischievous tricks. 

So they came back and frightened the peo« 
pie as they had done in days gone by, and 
they seized the castles that Jack had taken 
from them and from their relatives, and Jack’s 
wife and little Jack, Junior just barely man- 
aged to escape with their lives. 

They fled with the other people to a dis- 
tant point, and now, instead of being very rich 
and happy, they were yery poor and very un- 
happy. They longed for the return of Jack, 
the Giant Killer, that he might again defeat 
the members of the giant family; but year 
after year passed and he did not come back, 
so it was generally believed that he had at 
last fallen into the hands of his powerful ene- 
mies and that they had destroyed him. 

The giants became more and more villain- 


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ous and were constantly doing all sorts of 
dreadful things that kept the people always in 
terror for their lives. 


CHAPTER II 


A CHIP OFF THE OLD BLOCK 


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CHAPTER II 

A CHIP OFF THE OLD BLOCK 

'Y'HERE was one of these great, great big 
giants of whom the people were so very 
much afraid that they ran at the very mention 
of his name and hid themselves in their homes. 
But he was a very lazy fellow and never trav- 
eled far from his castle or the big forest that 
surrounded it. One afternoon, as he was go- 
ing through this forest, looking for some poor 
person whom he might carry off to his wife to 
be made into stew for supper, he grew tired 
and threw himself on the ground to rest. 
Very soon he was fast asleep. 

Now it happened that on this very self- 
same day Jack, Junior, who lived near the 
edge of the forest with his mother, had been 
sent by her to gather chestnuts for their even- 
ing meal, for they were without money to buy 
food. 

As Jack, Junior was filling his basket with 

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nuts he was startled by the snoring of the 
giant, but, not knowing what this horrible 
noise was, and being a little curious, as all 
boys are, he began to look around to learn the 
cause. He was making his way about among 
the trees when what should he do but trip 
over the sleeping giant’s great feet and tumble 
headlong to the ground. 

In an instant the giant was awake, and, 
springing up, grabbed Jack, Junior in his im- 
mense fist and squeezed him so hard and tight 
that the little fellow was almost forced to cry 
out with the pain. But he was a brave lad 
and tried not to let the giant see that he was 
hurt or frightened. 

“Aha! Aha!! Aha!!!” roared the giant in 
great glee. “What do you mean by disturb- 
ing my sleep? You little brat, you shall pay 
for this! My good wife will boil you to-day 
with potatoes and beans and all of you that 
I cannot eat I shall toss out to the dogs.” 

Jack, Junior was very much alarmed for 
he knew the giant would do just what he said. 



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and he also knew that the only hope he had 
of saving his life was to find some plan to 
get the better of the giant. So Jack, Junior, 
pretended to be very much surprised that the 
giant should treat him as an enemy. 

'1 only aroused you,’’ said he, “to show 
you a better and more comfortable place to 
sleep. The people are very fond of you and 
they have made a fine bed for you to sleep 
upon. They sent me here to guide you to it.” 

This aroused the giant’s curiosity and he 
agreed to go with Jack, Junior, to see the 
wonderful bed; so the boy led him out of the 
forest and some distance away until they came 
to a railroad track. 

“This,” said Jack, “is the fine bed that has 
been built for you. The people have made it 
nice and long so that you will not have to 
sleep in one place more than once. It may 
look hard to you, but it is really very soft, 
and it is a magical bed, so that while you 
sleep you will hear beautiful music and dream 
beautiful dreams.” 


22 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

The giant lay down to try his new-found 
bed, but fearing that while he slept Jack 
would escape, he first tied him to a tree sev- 
eral yards from the track. 

The giant had hardly closed his eyes when 
Jack, Junior heard away off the hoarse whistle 
of a locomotive. 

“What’s that^” growled the giant, raising 
himself on his elbow. 

“That’s only some of the sweet music pro- 
vided to help put you to sleep,” answered 
Jack, Junior. 

The giant turned over on his side and 
again closed his eyes, when he heard the rum- 
bling of the fast train that was rapidly near- 
ing. 

“What’s that^” he roared at the boy. 

“Only more of the music I told you about,” 
was the answer. 

The giant grinned with pleasure at the 
thought that the people had taken so much 
trouble to please him; and, once more closing 
his eyes, although the rattle and rumble and 


A CHIP OFF THE OLD BLOCK 23 

roar of the train grew louder and louder, he 
was soon asleep. 

In another minute the train whirled around 
the curve and, striking the giant at top speed, 
cut him completely in two from the crown of 
his head to the soles of his feet. One-half of 
him rolled on one side of the track and one- 
half on the other, and he never knew what 
struck him. 

The people were so glad that Jack, Junior, 
had succeeded in trapping the giant and caus- 
ing his death that they presented him with the 
castle and the great forest. The railroad com- 
pany wanted to make Jack its president, but 
the lad preferred to stay at home and care for 
his mother. And ever after this the boy was 
known as Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, and 
he pledged himself to do all he could to rid 
the country of the giants forever and to find 
his lost father. 









CHAPTER III 


MOCRAM MISSES THE DINNER PARTY 





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MOCRAM MISSES THE DINNER PARTY 


/^NE of the first things that Jack, the 
Giant Killer, Junior found when he en- 
tered the giant’s castle was a letter written 
by a giant named Mocram, who said he was 
coming to visit his brother. Mocram had 
written this letter before his brother had been 
trapped by Jack, Junior, and, of course, knew 
nothing of what had happened since then. 

Jack, Junior went to work at once to pre- 
pare for the visitor. He dug a deep hole in 
the ground between two trees outside the 
castle walls, filled it with water, and covered 
it with boards that were not too strong and 
that were not too weak. Then he hung a large 
hammock from tree to tree and fastened the 
ends of two electric wires to it. 

The next morning Jack, Junior saw the 
big, bearded Mocram away oft, coming down 
the road, and ran out to meet him. 

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28 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Your brother is so glad you have come 
to visit him that he has prepared a grand din- 
ner for you,” cried Jack, Junior. “But just 
now he has a horrible toothache and does not 
want to see you until he feels better. So he 
sent me out to tell you to rest awhile in the 
hammock, for you must be very tired after 
your long walk. When you are rested, his 
toothache will be gone and the grand dinner 
will be served.” 

Now Mocram was really very tired and 
was glad to have a chance to rest himself. 
He stretched his great arms, tossed his club 
on the ground with an immense bag of fine 
fried chicken that he had brought as a present 
to his brother, and climbed into the hammock. 

“You are a nice looking fellow,” he hissed 
savagely at Jack, Junior. “I do not see why 
my good brother should keep people like you 
around here when you would make such excel- 
lent eating. You may be sure that before I 
go home I shall make a meal off you.” 

Jack, Junior pretended to be very much 


MOCRAM MISSES THE DINNER PARTY 29 

alarmed and cried aloud and wrung his hands, 
all of which appeared to please Mocram a 
great deal, for he sang out: 

“That’s it, boy; cry, cry, cry! The more 
little boys cry the more tender their flesh 
grows, and the better eating it makes. Cry, 
cry, cry!” 

Jack, Junior, still pretending to be crying, 
went up to the castle gate, where there was a 
little push button connected with the electric 
wires. He placed his finger on this and gave 
it a smart shove. Instantly the electricity sped 
through the wires to the hammock and gave 
Mocram such a sudden shock that he sprang 
fully thirty feet into the air. He came down 
upon the hammock with such a crash that the 
ropes broke, and he went on down upon the 
boards that covered the deep hole. Now these 
boards, which were not too strong and not too 
weak, could not stand such a heavy weight 
thrown on them so suddenly, and they flew 
to pieces and the giant went into the big hole 
filled with water, where he drowned. 


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Then all the people who were in the castle 
with Jack, Junior’s mother ran out and re- 
joiced, for when Jack, Junior went forth alone 
to meet Mocram they sorely feared he would 
never return alive. 

After they had congratulated Jack, they 
took the giant’s immense bag of fine fried 
chicken into the castle’s banquet hall and had 
a grand dinner party. 


CHAPTER IV 


THE JUMPING CONTEST 







CHAPTER IV 

THE JUMPING CONTEST 

'' I "'HE people did not rest in peace very 
long, for, soon after Mocram’s death, 
news reached Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
that another fierce giant was in the country, 
and was burning houses and stealing cattle, 
and it was much feared that he would kill 
men and women and children if he came 
across any of them. 

Jack, Junior made up his mind that the 
best thing for him to do was to go out and 

find this giant and try to slay him. He left 

the castle and began his search, but for several 
days was unable to hear anything of the 
giant. 

One day he came to the mouth of a dark 
cave and in he went. He walked, and walked, 
and walked, and walked, and it grew darker 
and darker all the time. At last he saw a 

tiny dim light away off and he was almost 


34 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

tired out when he reached it. To his sur- 
prise, it proved to be an opening from the 
cave, and, as he stepped through it, what 
should he find but that he was in the big 
court-yard of the castle belonging to the very 
giant for whom he was looking. 

And there sat the giant on a log, smok- 
ing his pipe. He was such a big and ugly 
fellow that Jack, Junior gave a little jump 
of surprise. 

‘‘Aha! You are a good jumper!” exclaimed 
the giant, laying down his pipe, and rolling 
a large stone over the hole through which Jack 
had come in order to keep him from escaping. 

“Oh, I am a pretty fair jumper,” answered 
Jack, Junior. 

“But not as good as I am,” said the giant. 
“If I did not have to put you in the dungeon 
cell with my hungry lions and tigers, I would 
show you just how great a jumper I am.” 

“Can you jump six feet?” inquired Jack, 
Junior, pretending that he thought this would 
be a big jump for the fat giant. 


THE JUMPING CONTEST 


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“Pshaw, boy!” cried the giant in disgust. 
“I can jump up in the air and come down 
sixty feet from here.” 

“Show me,” said Jack, Junior. 

So the fat giant jumped, and, sure enough, 
he went fully sixty feet. 

“I can beat that,” declared Jack, Junior. 

“Well, Mr. Good Jumper, how far can 
you go*?” asked the giant. 

“Why, I can go up in the air and come 
down two hundred feet from here,” replied the 
lad. 

“Show me,” said the giant. 

Jack, Junior straightway climbed up the 
trunk of a tree and went from the limbs of 
that tree to the limbs of the next, and so on, 
until when he finally came down to the 
ground again he was just two hundred feet 
from where he started. 

“That’s a pretty clever trick,” commented 
the giant; “but it does not make you a good 
jumper. Can you jump from the top of my 
castle wall?” 


36 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Yes, and I can jump from the top of 
your castle itself,” replied the lad. 

“Whew!” exclaimed the giant. 

“And more than that,” Jack, Junior con- 
tinued, for he saw the giant was growing in- 
terested, “I can jump from here over the top 
of your castle sixteen times, as quick as you 
can jump from its highest tower to the ground 
and back again.” 

“I don’t believe it,” declared the giant, 
looking up toward the highest tower on his 
castle, which was fully five hundred feet above 
the ground. “That is a pretty good jump 
and I never tried it.” 

“Why, man alive!” exclaimed Jack, Jun- 
ior, in mock surprise. “You do not call that 
a high jump, do you?” 

And Jack, Junior began to tease the fat 
giant about being afraid to attempt a little 
feat like that, and he finally made so much 
sport of him that the big fellow, rather than 
be taunted by this mere boy, agreed to try it. 

“Mind you, if I win, I shall eat you 


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alive!” cried the giant, shaking his great fist 
at Jack, Junior. 

‘‘Very well,” replied the youngster. “All 
you have to do is to jump from the tower to 
the ground and back again before I jump 
from this spot over the castle and back again 
sixteen times.” 

The giant went into the castle and climbed 
to the top of the highest tower. 

“Are you ready?” cried Jack, Junior. 

“Yes, I am ready,” answered the giant. 

Jack, Junior swung his arms backward and 
forward as boys do when they are about to 
try a long jump. 

“One, two, three, jump!” he sang out. 

The big, fat fellow plunged through the 
air and landed with a crash near the lad’s feet, 
and the height from which he came was so 
great the giant was crushed to pieces, and that 
was the end of him. 

Jack, Junior did not have to jump, of 
course, because the giant did not live to try 
to jump back to the tower. 


CHAPTER V 


THE TALKING SLATE AND THE 
GREEDY GIANT 










CHAPTER V 

THE TALKING SLATE AND THE GREEDY GIANT 


'1 17 HEN Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
^ * went into the jumping giant’s castle 
to inspect it, he heard a voice saying: 

‘'Good morning!” 

Jack, Junior looked all around but saw 
nothing except a curious looking slate that sat 
upon the mantelpiece. 

“Who are you?” asked Jack,. Junior. 

“I am the Talking Slate.” 

“What do you know?” inquired Jack, 
Junior. 

“A great many things,” was the reply. 

“Is my father alive?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“Yes,” answered the slate. 

“Is he in the hands of the giants?” 

“He is.” 

“And where can I find him?” 

“Beyond the mountains and ” 

But before the poor Talking Slate could 

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finish its answer a great club descended upon 
it with such force that it was smashed into a 
thousand and twenty-six pieces. 

Jack, Junior looked around and saw that 
this had been done by one of four big giants 
who had just rushed into the room and who 
were about the fiercest looking he had ever 
come across. These were the four brothers of 
the jumping giant and they had hurried to his 
castle when they learned of his death. 

“You little varmint! We have you now!’^ 
they cried in chorus. “And we shall tear you 
apart and put an end to you forever!” 

It did indeed look very serious for the 
giant killer, and he knew that he must exer- 
cise his wits to get himself out of this plight. 

“Well,” said he, “I suppose it is all up 
with me now.” 

“Yes,” exclaimed the four giants; “your 
time has come at last, and you had better 
make ready to die.” 

“Very well,” said Jack, Junior, “but I have 
one favor to ask of you.” 


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“Well, what is it?” cried the giants. “Out 
with it at once.” 

“You see,” said Jack, Junior, “I am very 
fond of candy, and I should like to eat one 
more piece before you eat me.” 

The four giants did not want to allow 
Jack, Junior to do this, until one of them sug- 
gested that probably the stick of candy would 
make Jack, Junior, a sweeter morsel for them, 
and then they all agreed that it would be a 
good idea to let him eat it. 

So Jack, Junior took from his wallet a 
package containing several sticks of what looked 
to be nice cream candy. 

“Ah! You have enough to let us all have 
some,” cried the giants. 

“Oh, no, no!” replied the lad. “This is all 
for me.” 

Then the giants became roaring mad and 
insisted that each of them should have a piece. 
That was just exactly what Jack, Junior, 
wanted, for the sticks were not really candy, 
but dangerous dynamite. So, after he had got 


44 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

them very anxious for some, he laid it all on 
the table and told them to help themselves. 

The biggest and ugliest of the giants seized 
a piece greedily and plunged it into his mouth. 
As his great teeth descended upon it, there was 
a terrific explosion, and his whole head was 
blown off. 

When the other three giants saw what had 
happened, they turned and fled pell-mell from 
the castle, and when they had gone. Jack, 
Junior crawled out from under the table, 
where he had jumped to save himself from 
the explosion. He filled his wallet with gold 
and silver and precious stones, and went back 
to his own castle-home. 


CHAPTER VI 


A DUEL OF THE GIANTS 








CHAPTER VI 

A DUEL OF THE GIANTS 


T ACK, the Giant Killer, Junior pondered a 
great deal over what the Talking Slate 
had told him, and he wondered what it would 
have said if it had not been smashed into one 
thousand and twenty-six pieces before it had 
finished its reply to his question. At any rate, 
he knew that his father was in the power of 
the giants beyond the mountains, and he made 
up his mind that he would lose no time in 
trying to find him. 

So he went to work immediately and made 
a great balloon, in which he proposed to cross 
the mountains and discover the place where his 
father was held captive. When he had finished 
the balloon he strolled down the road toward 
the castle to get a basket of food, which his 
mother had prepared for him to eat on his 
journey, for it was believed that it would be 
a long one. 


47 


48 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

When he was yet a long distance from his 
castle, and was passing through a dense, dark 
woods, two strange giants sprang out from 
among the trees and seized him. 

Jack, Junior thought he was surely done 
for now; but, instead of dashing his brains out 
against a tree, as he thought they would, one 
of the giants, whose name was Redscar, said: 

“See here, youngster, we are looking for a 
fellow called Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
and we mean to slay him when we find him. 
If you help us to find him we will do you 
no harm, but if you do not help us to find 
him, and if you tell us any lies, we will slice 
you into pieces, no thicker than autumn leaves, 
with our swords.’’ 

“That we will,” added the other giant, 
whose name was Totem. “Do you know this 
fellow. Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior?” 

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may be sure, was very much amused to think 
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“Is he very far from here?” asked Redscar. 

“No, only a short distance,” answered Jack, 
Junior. 

“Is he such a great fighter as we have 
heard?” inquired Totem. 

“Yes, they say he is a very wonderful 
fighter,” replied Jack, Junior. 

“How big is he?” asked Redscar. 

“He is big enough to have slain many 
giants as big as either of you,” was the lad’s 
answer. 

Then Redscar and Totem drew their swords 
and sharpened them to a keen edge on a large 
stone at the side of the road, and when they 
had finished this task they ordered the lad to 
lead the way to the place where they could 
see Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior. 

He took them to the edge of the forest, 
and there he showed them a great field. 

“This is a fine plain for your battle with 
him,” said Jack, Junior. “You both wait here, 
and I shall go beyond the hill over there and 
come back with him. But, mind you, do not 


50 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

be frightened if he is a trifle larger than you 
expect him to be.” 

So the giants waited, and Jack, Junior, 
went behind the hill, where his big balloon was 
fastened. He took some red paint, which he 
had there, and quickly painted the eyes and 
nose and mouth of an enormous man on the 
great, round balloon. Then he cut the rope 
that held the balloon, and it rose into the air. 

After it had risen above the top of the hill 
the wind carried it directly across the plain 
and toward the waiting giants. They had 
not expected to fight such a horrible looking 
monster. 

Jack, Junior ran as fast as his legs would 
carry him toward Redscar and Totem, and, 
pointing in the air at the big figure, shouted 
at the top of his voice: 

“Here he comes! Here he comes! Run for 
your lives! Run for your lives!” 

The frightened giants saw the enormous 
creature rushing through the air in their direc- 
tion, and they did not wait for a second warn- 


A DUEL OF THE GIANTS 


51 


ing, but made up their minds very quickly to 
escape as soon as possible. Thrusting their 
swords into their belts, they turned and ran 
at breakneck speed down the road. 

“Run! Run!! Run!!!” shouted Jack, Junior. 
^'He almost has you!” 

The giants glanced over their shoulders at 
the terrible thing following them, and ran 
faster than ever. 

Once, when they appeared to be getting 
tired. Jack, Junior sang out: 

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! He will have 
you in a minute!” 

Just then they reached a narrow path along 
which both of them could not go at once, and 
they were so anxious to get away that they 
began to fight as to which of them should go 
first. Redscar drew his sword and Totem drew 
his sword, and they slashed each other until 
both fell down dead. 





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MONO CAUGHT IN A RAT TRAP 


"D ECAUSE of his adventure with Redscar 
and Totem, the ballon trip beyond the 
mountains of Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
was delayed several days, but he finally started 
on his mission, and although his mother cried a 
little when he sailed away in the air, she was 
really glad that he was going, for she hoped 
that he would return safely and bring his 
father with him. 

When the balloon had traveled a great 
many miles. Jack, Junior saw that he was in 
a strange country, and the people there did 
not know what to think of his peculiar air 
vehicle, for they had never seen a balloon be- 
fore in all their lives. 

They told Jack, Junior that there was only 
one giant in their land, but he was a very 
ferocious fellow and was called Mono. He 
had only one eye. one ear, one arm and one 


56 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

leg, yet he could see twice as far, hear three 
times as well, was four times as strong, and 
could run five times as fast as if he possessed 
two of each of these members of the body. He 
was a very shrewd fellow, too, and the people 
feared Jack, Junior would have difficulty in 
getting advantage of him. He was also very 
proud and took great pleasure in letting people 
know what terrible things he could do. 

Jack, Junior thought that, if Mono was 
such a proud fellow, he could find a way to 
get the better of him. So he built a huge 
cage, which was made exactly like an immense 
rat trap, and when he had finished it he tied 
a poisonous snake in his handkerchief and 
walked into the trap, while all the people 
assembled on the outside to see what he was 
going to do and how he proposed to annihilate 
the giant Mono. 

Jack, Junior made a speech, shouting it out 
at the top of his voice. He said: 

“My dear * friends, I am Jack, the Giant 
Killer, Junior, and I have come many, many 


MONO CAUGHT IN A RAT TRAP 57 

miles to engage in battle with the great giant, 
Mono. I have built this fine steel arena that 
all you good people may have a chance to 
see the sport. But, after I have gone to all 
this trouble, where is the coward, Mono^? He 
is hiding away somewhere, afraid to meet me; 
so I guess I shall have to return home without 
seeing him and without having the pleasure of 
running my sword through his carcass.” 

Now, all this speech was just a trick to 
bring the giant to the trap, and it succeeded. 
Although Mono was a very great distance 
away, his hearing with his one ear was so good 
he heard every word Jack, Junior uttered, and 
he could run so fast with his one leg that it 
took him only three minutes to get to the 
place where Jack, Junior was waiting for him 
in the trap. 

“So ho! my fine bird!” he cried, as he saw 
the Giant Killer. “There you are, and you 
called me a coward, did you*? We shall see 
about that. I will chop your ears off, flatten 
them out and send them back to your friends 


58 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

as souvenir postal cards, and the rest of you 
I will roast alive on hot coals before this day 
is done/* 

So saying, he stepped into the trap, and 
the door slammed tight and fast behind him. 
As he stood in front of Jack, Junior, he 
towered thirty feet above the youngster. 

“Where is my father*?’* asked Jack, Junior. 

“He is not in my land,** answered Mono. 

“When I have disposed of you I shall 
search your castle and see,** answered the boy. 

With that the giant sprang at the lad and 
tried to seize him in his immense fists. But 
Jack, Junior was too quick for him. He 
tossed his handkerchief in Mono’s face and 
slipped through the bars of the cage to the 
outside. The giant was too large to get be- 
tween the bars, and when he found that he 
was caught in a trap he became furious. He 
rushed up and down and tried to beat his way 
out, but he was not strong enough to bend 
or break the steel bars that held him captive. 

In his rage, he grabbed up the handkerchief 


MONO CAUGHT IN A RAT TRAP 59 

that Jack, Junior had thrown at him and that 
had fallen to the floor. Thinking it might 
contain a weapon or a magic ball, he untied 
the knots. As he did so, the poisonous snake 
sprang out and bit him on the lip. 

Mono howled with rage and pain, and the 
next instant he began to swell and turn black 
from the effects of the snake's poison and in 
four more minutes he was stretched out on the 
floor of the trap at full length — dead! 

Jack, Junior, accompanied by all the peo- 
ple, immediately made a search of the giant's 
castle; but it was in vain, for no trace of the 
boy's father was found. The young fellow 
was sorrowful, but the people rejoiced that he 
had rid them of the giant. They urged him to 
come and live among them the rest of his days. 

But he was determined to continue his 
search until successful, so he got in his balloon 
and started back to his own home. 



CHAPTER VIII 


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THE WRECK OF THE ‘^CARRIE ANN” 

TJEFORE he reached home, Jack, the Giant 
Killer, Junior found there was trouble 
with his balloon and that he would have to 
abandon it. He started to go the remainder 
of the distance on foot. After a long walk, 
he came to a wide river, the only way to cross 
which was on a steamboat, the “Carrie Ann,” 
just about to start with a great many pas- 
sengers. 

He got on board, the whistle blew, and the 
men were about to pull in the gang plank, 
when there was a rush of excited people. 

“The giant! The giant!” they cried as they 
dashed up and down the deck. 

Sure enough, it seems that a giant had 
hidden himself in the boat during the night. 
The blowing of the whistle for the vessel to 
start had awakened him, and he came strolling 
up on deck, to the alarm of everybody. 

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64 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Everyone hurried off the “Carrie Ann,” ex- 
cept Jack, Junior. Some of the people were 
so scared that they jumped into the water and 
had to be pulled out by other persons on the 
wharf. When all were off, they cut the ropes, 
and the boat drifted out into the stream. 

“That was a pretty trick to play upon us, 
was it not?” asked Jack, Junior, turning to 
the giant. 

“It was,” growled the giant, who was very 
mad, and who thought of taking vengeance on 
the boy. 

“Who are you?” asked Jack, Junior, bravely. 

“My name is Mebto, and I boil ’em in 
lard,” replied the giant. 

“Boil what in lard?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“Nice little fellows like you,” answered 
Mebto. “It makes ’em juicy and sweet.” 

“Well, Mr. Mebto,” said Jack, Junior, 
“you cannot boil me in lard until we reach 
the shore, and, unless we get there very quick, 
you will never have another chance to make a 
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very high waterfalls, and the boat is drifting 
straight for them. We will soon be carried 
over them and be dashed to pieces on the rocks 
two hundred feet below.” 

“Wow!” cried the giant, terror-stricken. 

“You may well cry Vow!’” continued Jack, 
Junior. “The only way we can escape such 
a horrible death, is to run the boat up the 
river, away from the waterfalls. Now, if you 
want to save yourself, go into the boiler room 
and pitch coal into the furnace as fast as you 
can. I will go to the pilot house and steer the 
vessel away from the danger that threatens us. 
Whatever you do, do not stop piling on coal, 
and, before you begin doing that, see that the 
safety valve is fastened down tight.” 

The giant hastened to do as he was told, 
tying the safety valve down tight, and hurling 
coal into the furnace as fast as he could. 

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boat directly for the waterfalls, and then 
quietly slipped on a life preserver and plunged 
overboard. He paddled his way to the shore. 


66 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

and when he got there turned to see what fate 
would befall his bloodthirsty companion. Just 
as he looked around, the boat went over the 
waterfalls, and, at the same instant, the boilers 
exploded with a deafening crash. 

All that was ever found of the ‘‘Carrie 
Ann” was a piece of the flag pole and the 
railing from the hurricane deck. 


CHAPTER IX 


WAUGHBER’S TRIP TO THE MOON 






CHAPTER IX 
waughber’s trip to the moon 

T^^HEN Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior fin- 
^ ^ ally got home, his mother persuaded 
him not to start on any more long trips for 
a while, for she had heard that Waughber, a 
mighty giant, was coming in search of them to 
kill them, and she wanted her son to be home 
to protect her from this hideous creature. 

So Jack, Junior remained, and, as the 
Fourth of July was near at hand, he planned 
a great many amusements to entertain the peo- 
ple on that day. Among the things he did 
was to build a cannon, which was so big a house 
could be put inside of it. The day before 
the Fourth he loaded this cannon with much 
powder, and told the people if they would 
arise at daybreak they should see him fire 
it off. 

You may be sure they all wanted to see 
this great thing fired, and they went to bed 

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70 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

early, in order to be able to get up in time. 
Jack, Junior sat up near the cannon all night 
to see that no one tampered with it and got 
hurt. 

About midnight whom should he see com- 
ing along but Waughber, and he hid behind 
a tree, so as not to be observed by the giant. 
Waughber was tired and in search of a place 
to rest. He had never seen a cannon before, 
and when he saw this one he imagined it was 
some kind of house. 

“Ah!” he said to himself — for giants have 
a great way of talking to themselves, it is 
said. “Ah! here is a nice tavern for me to 
rest in until morning, and then I shall go to 
the castle yonder and fix that young Giant 
Killer.” 

Waughber gave three raps on the side of 
the cannon with his big club. 

“Ho, there!” he cried. “Landlord, landlord, 
let a weary traveler in for the night.” 

There was no answer. 

Waughber rapped again. 


WAUGHBER’S TRIP TO THE MOON 


71 


‘‘Ho, there, landlord!” he repeated. “Let 
me in quickly, or I will make mince-meat of 
you and all your family!” 

Still there was no answer. 

“Aha!” exclaimed the giant; “I guess the 
landlord saw me coming and ran away fright- 
ened. Very well, I shall be my own land- 
lord.” 

So saying, he climbed into the mouth of 
the cannon and went to sleep. 

Now, at sunrise there was a great gather- 
ing of the people, but they were much scared 
when they saw the bulky giant lying in the 
cannon, asleep. 

Jack, Junior told them not to give them- 
selves any uneasiness, as Waughber was not 
going to stay very long, for he was on his 
way to a trip to the moon and would start in 
a short while. 

With that, the lad pulled a lanyard, and 
the immense cannon went off. Waughber went 
out so fast he did not have time to say “good- 
bye.” His great, big form shot out of the 


72 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

cannon’s mouth with the speed of lightning 
and disappeared away up in the clouds. 

For all that anybody knows, he may be go- 
ing through the air yet — unless he really did 
reach the moon. 


CHAPTER X 


THE FATAL DOSE 










CHAPTER X 


THE FATAL DOSE 



HERE was a great deal of excitement and 


fun on the Fourth of July, and about 
dinner-time Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
went to his room to get a little rest. He 
threw himself on his bed and fell asleep. I 
do not know how long he slept, but when he 
awoke there was lying beside him a giant, 
whose name was Squib. Nobody knows ex- 
actly how he got into the place, but there he 
was, and Jack, Junior knew that he must find 
some way to get rid of him, for he was a very 
bad fellow, and doubtless intent on some mis- 


chief. 


Squib was fast asleep when Jack, Junior, 
awoke, and his immense mouth was wide open, 
and his snoring sounded like a train of cars 
crossing a bridge. The lad had a package of 
firecrackers, and he lit these and dropped them 
into the giant’s open mouth. 


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JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 


Immediately Squib awoke and jumped up. 

“What’s that I swallowed?” he cried an- 
grily. 

“Maybe a fly,” said Jack, Junior. 

Just then one of the firecrackers went off 
in the giant’s stomach. 

“Ouch!” he cried. 

Then another firecracker went off. 

“Ouch! Ouch!!” cried the giant. 

“What is the matter?” exclaimed Jack, 
Junior, in pretended astonishment. 

“Ouch! Ouch!! Ouch!!!” answered the 
giant, as more crackers went off. “I’m full — 
Ouch! — of some — Ouch! Ouch! — thing terri — 
Ouch! — ble! Ouch! Wow! Wow! Ouch!!” 

“Oh, be a man,” said Jack, Junior. “There 
is nothing the matter with you; you only im- 
agine there is.” 

“Oh me! Oh my! Oh me!” yelled the giant. 
“I am a man — Wow! Wow! I don’t imagine 
anything. Ouch! Ouch! I know it — Woo-woo- 
woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-o-o-o !” 

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the firecrackers by this time, and the giant was 
dancing up and down the floor like a wild 
man; and all the time Jack, Junior was urg- 
ing him to try to behave himself and act like 
a gentleman. 

But Squib only jumped faster and higher 
and cried out more. 

“Maybe you have dancing cramps,” said 
Jack, Junior, at last, for he was getting very 
tired of the fuss; “and there is only one thing 
that will cure them. That is a little ginger. 
Hustle yourself out into the yard and Til give 
you a dose.’’ 

The giant tumbled down the stairs the best 
he could, and when he got to the yard. Jack, 
Junior was waiting for him with a large can 
of gasoline. 

“Drink this down,” said he, handing it to 
Squib. 

The giant raised the can to his mouth and 
poured the gasoline down his throat. As the 
oil came in contact with the burning fire- 
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78 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

the giant was blown into so many pieces, and 
the pieces were so small, that nobody ever 
found any of them. 

It was a very good thing for Jack, Junior, 
that he crawled under the chicken house or he 
would have been blown up, too. 


CHAPTER XI 


THE SKATING LESSON 



CHAPTER XI 

THE SKATING LESSON 


/^NE day, when Jack, the Giant Killer, 
Junior was going through the woods, 
whom should he meet but a funny little old 
man with great, long whiskers and great, high 
boots and an enormous green hat and red coat. 
Although he was evidently very old, he was 
smaller than the boy, and was as active and 
spry as a grasshopper. But the best part of 
all was that he had a pleasant, smiling face, 
and he greeted Jack, Junior, with a merry 
laugh and a hearty “Howdy do?” 

“Who are you?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“Pm the King of Circles,” answered the 
little old man. “I know more about things that 
are round than anyone else. I have made a 
special study of wheels and have learned a 
great deal about them that would surprise 
you.” 

“That’s very fine,” exclaimed Jack, Junior. 

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82 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Won’t you tell me some of these wonderful 
things?’ 

“I should be very glad to do so,” answered 
the King of Circles; “but you would not be- 
lieve me, unless I should prove these things to 
you. Now, ril tell you what I will do; I’ll 
give you a box of magic wheel grease that I 
have made, and when you have tried it you 
will be ready to believe any of the wonderful 
things that I shall tell you when we meet 
again.” 

So the smiling little old man pulled out of 
his pocket a small box and handed it to Jack, 
Junior. 

“Take that,” said he, “and remember this: 
when you pour any of this magic grease on a 
wheel it will make the wheel revolve rapidly 
backward, but when you rub any of it on a 
wheel it will make the wheel revolve rapidly 
forward.” 

“That is, indeed, something wonderful,” 
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day! I’ll see you again, some day.” And, 
with a broad smile on his merry little face, he 
bowed a low bow and disappeared in the 
woods. 

Jack, Junior stuck the box of magic grease 
in his pocket and started off for his home. 
After he had gotten out of the woods and gone 
down the road a little way, he suddenly met, 
face to face, a giant. 

‘‘Heigho!” cried the giant. “You’re just 
the fellow I am looking for. I went up to 
your home to get hold of you, and they told 
me you were out for a walk. I suspected you 
were hiding from me, so I smashed up nearly 
everything in the place looking for you. Now 
I see I might have saved myself all that 
trouble, and have spared all that good furni- 
ture that I will have to replace when I move 
into your house after I have finished with 
you.” 

“Why, what are you going to do with 
me*?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“I am not going to do anything with you 


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JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 


but kill you/’ replied the ugly giant, with a 
wicked laugh. 

‘‘Oh, you are very kind!” exclaimed Jack, 
Junior. “But what is that you have under 
your arm*?” 

“That,” said the giant, “is something I 
stole from a house down the road. I don’t 
know what they are; do you^ They look like 
little wagons to me; but then, again, they 
don’t look like wagons.” 

“They are roller skates,” said Jack, Junior, 
and, at the giant’s direction, he put them on 
and skated up and down the road a little to 
show how they worked. 

“That’s very fine,” cried the giant. “Do 
you think I could do that*?” 

“Certainly,” answered Jack, Junior. “It is 
true, they are a trifle small for you; but I 
think I can help you make them work very 
nicely.” 

So the giant sat down on a stone, and 
Jack, Junior helped him to put on the skates, 
strapping them tightly to his great feet. Then 


THE SKATING LESSON 


85 


the big fellow stood up. Every boy and girl 
who has ever tried roller skating knows what 
happened the first time. Well, that is just 
what happened to the giant. Down he came 
on the ground with a terrible thump. 

Jack told him not to get discouraged, but 
to try again; so the giant got up, and once 
more he came down with a whack that shook 
all the leaves off the trees. Again he got up, 
and again he came down, harder than ever this 
time, so that he actually bumped a hole in the 
road. He was getting pretty angry, but Jack, 
Junior urged him to try only once more. 

“Hold fast to a tree while I fix the 
wheels,’’ said the lad. The giant got upon his 
feet and seized upon the limbs of a tall tree 
to steady himself. 

Jack, Junior took from his pocket the box 
of magic grease, and he poured some of it on 
the wheels of one skate and rubbed some of 
it on the wheels of the other skate. And no 
sooner had he done this than the right skate 
went flying forward up the road, and the left 


86 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

skate went flying backward down the road, 
stretching the giant’s legs as if they were great 
India rubber bands, while he held fast to the 
limbs of the tree with his hands, yelling and 
screaming for Jack, Junior to pull him to- 
gether. 

Oh, he was in a terrible plight ! The 
skates were going farther and farther away all 
the time, and his legs were stretching longer 
and longer, and he was yelling louder and 
louder. Well, to make a long story short, the 
giant Anally could stand it no longer and he 
just simply snapped in half and fell to the 
ground, and one half was dragged away up the 
road and over the hills by the right skate and 
the other half was dragged away down the 
road and over the hills by the left skate; and 
that was the last of that monster. 

“The King of Circles is certainly a wonder- 
ful fellow,” said Jack, Junior, to his mother, 
that night, after he had told her the story of 
the day’s adventures. 


CHAPTER XII 


BULLY BILLY’S CONQUEST 


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CHAPTER XII 

BULLY billy’s CONQUEST 

^ I HERE was one giant who annoyed the 
people very much, and whom Jack, the 
Giant Killer, Junior, was very anxious to do 
away with; but he could never get a chance 
to do so. In consequence, he had to resort to 
unusual methods to catch this fellow. Jack, 
Junior built a large tunnel, the biggest end 
of which was as tall and as broad as a house 
and was three miles from Jack’s home. The 
tunnel grew smaller and smaller, until, when 
it ended in his back yard, it was not very 
much larger than the head of a barrel. 

Jack, Junior went to the field at the 
larger end of the tunnel, and walked up and 
down, waiting for the giant to come after him; 
and at last he came. When the boy saw him, 
he pretended to be greatly frightened, and 
cried out aloud for help and ran as fast as 
ever he could into the tunnel. 

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90 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Of course, the giant went after him, and 
the chase was a sharp one. They had not gone 
far, however, when the tunnel grew so small 
that the giant had to stoop to get along. A 
little later he had to get down on his hands 
and knees and crawl, and when they were 
nearing the end, the giant had to lie flat on 
his stomach and drag himself along as best he 
could. But the worst part came just as Jack, 
Junior leaped out of the other end of the 
tunnel into his yard, for the giant’s quarters 
had grown so very small that he became stuck; 
and there he lay, wedged tight, unable to go 
either forward or backward, the top of his 
great, shaggy head just sticking at the opening 
of the tunnel. 

Now, perhaps you did not know that Jack, 
Junior had a very fine and very large goat 
that he kept in his yard for the children of the 
neighborhood to play with when they came 
around to see him. He was as gentle as you 
please with Jack, Junior’s friends, but he also 
knew his enemies and had very little use for 


BULLY BILLY’S CONQUEST 


91 


them. He had a head as hard as a bull and 
for that reason he was called Bully Billy. 

When the giant became stuck in the open- 
ing of the tunnel, Bully Billy looked around 
and snorted, and snorted and looked around. 

“Sic him!” said Jack, Junior. 

“Baa-a-a!” cried Bully Billy, and backed 
off six feet. 

Then he reared straight up in the air on 
his hind legs, gave a hop, skip and jump, and, 
zippety-bum-bum, he landed on the giant's 
head. Whew! it was a terrific blow, and you 
could hear something very much like some- 
body’s head cracking; but you can rest assured 
it was not Bully Billy’s. That old goat could 
have butted a stone wall over and not felt it. 

“Sic him!” said Jack, Junior, again. 

“Baa-a-a!” cried Bully Billy, as he backed 
off. 

Then he reared right straight up again, 
just as he had done before, and took a few 
leaps through the air and kerslappup he 
landed on the giant’s head. 


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‘‘Once more now,” commanded Jack, Junior. 

And once more Bully Billy obediently cried 
out, “Baa-a-a!” Once more he reared, once 
more he sprang, once more he landed on the 
giant’s crown, and that once more was enough. 
The old giant gave a moan and a groan and 
was done for. 

“You are a good old goat,” said Jack, 
Junior. 

“Baa-a-a!” replied Bully Billy, as he 
trotted back to his stable. 


CHAPTER XIII 


SHORWIND’S PUNCTURED FEET 












CHAPTER XIII 
shorwind’s punctured feet 

T^I^HILE Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
was returning from a fishing trip one 
afternoon, he saw the footprints of a giant in 
the sand and he knew at once that Shorwind 
had been around, for Shorwind was the only 
giant who went barefooted at that time of 
the year and the footprints had been made by 
bare feet. 

You may be sure that Jack, Junior did not 
tarry long in that neighborhood but hurried on 
as fast as he could, for Shorwind had a very 
bad reputation. The last man he caught he 
had stuffed and baked just as we do turkeys 
on Thanksgiving Day. 

But, in spite of all his hurrying, and in 
spite of all his care, it was not five minutes 
before Jack, Junior walked almost into Shor- 
wind’s arms. The giant gave a ferocious growl 
and Jack, Junior turned and ran at his very 

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best speed. His very best speed was pretty 
fast for a lad of his years and Shorwind was 
not slow either. He started out after the boy, 
and, while his legs did not work as fast as 
Jack’s, the great long strides easily enabled 
him to keep up with the little runner. And 
more than that, too, for Jack, Junior presently 
realized that the giant was gaining on him 
and would soon catch him. 

He hastily thrust his hand into his fishing 
bag and drew out a dozen fishing hooks, which 
he threw upon the ground. As the great bare 
feet of the giant came flopping down, they 
landed on several of these, and you may be 
sure he shouted out in pain and anger. But 
he was so determined to catch Jack, Junior, 
that he did not stop to pull the hooks from 
his feet, and the next minute when the boy 
tripped and fell over a stone, Shorwind seized 
him in his fists. He gave Jack, Junior a good 
shaking and boxed his ears. 

‘‘Now take those things out of my feet!” 
he commanded, grinding his teeth fiercely. 


SHORWIND’S PUNCTURED FEET 97 

The giant sat down on a log and held up 
his feet while Jack, Junior inspected them. 
There were five fish hooks in one and four in 
the other, and the giant had run so much on 
them that they were almost buried out of 
sight in his flesh. But Jack, Junior thought 
it would be a great lark to get them in 
farther, and while he was pretending to be 
getting them out he was all the time pushing 
them in. 

He worked pretty hard and the giant yelled 
a great deal, but the lad told him to have a 
little more patience and hold still. Finally, 
Shorwind could stand the pain no longer and 
he rolled over and over on the ground and 
simply howled. 

“I know exactly what the trouble with you 
is,” declared Jack, Junior, suddenly. 

“What is it! What is it!” screamed Shor- 
wind. 

“Why, your feet are punctured,” answered 
the boy. “Soak them in cold mush and they 
will be all right.” 


98 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER. JR, 

The giant was willing to try almost any- 
thing, and, although it pained him a great deal 
to walk, he agreed to go to the home of Jack, 
Junior, and have his feet soaked. 

When they reached there, Shorwind sat 
down on the top of a wall and put his feet 
in a large hogshead that Jack, Junior provided 
and that reached up to the giant’s knees. Then 
Jack, Junior mixed a very large quantity of 
cement and poured it into the hogshead until 
it reached the top. 

‘'Now sit right still and be quiet for a 
while,” said the boy, and the giant did as he 
was told. 

Cement is soft enough while it is fresh, but 
you know when it dries out it hardens like 
stone, and it did not take very long for this 
cement to dry out and harden around Shor- 
wind’s feet and legs. 

“Now get up and walk around,” said Jack, 
Junior, “and see if you don’t feel better.” 

The giant made an effort to raise his feet 
and found he could no more do so than he 


SHORWIND'S PUNCTURED FEET 


99 


could lift a mountain. Then he realized he 
had been tricked and trapped, and oh what a 
fury he was in! But he might just as well 
have saved his temper for all the good it could 
do him, for he was absolutely helpless. He 
could thrash his arms around, it is true, but 
Jack, Junior stood well out of his way, and 
the giant accomplished nothing. 

After a while Shorwind tired of his exer- 
tions and his arms fell limp to his sides. Then 
Jack, Junior got another hogshead and with 
the help of some of his servants dropped it 
over the giant’s head, so that it rested on top 
of the other hogshead. Then he poured more 
cement in this, and when that had hardened, 
Shorwind was bound tight and fast up to his 
waist, and he stood there and bellowed like a 
mad bull. 

Another hogshead was brought and dropped 
over his head, reaching up to his chin, and 
this, too, was filled with cement. When it 
had hardened, all the wooden hogsheads were 
knocked away and there stood a great pillar of 


100 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

cement, five feet in diameter, with the ugly 
giant’s head sticking from the top. 

It was a very peculiar sight and Jack, 
Junior had it hauled to the top of a high hill, 
where it was set up as a monument to be a 
warning to all other giants in the future. 


CHAPTER XIV 


BIG MOLASSES AND LITTLE MOLASSES 



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BIG MOLASSES AND LITTLE MOLASSES 

TACK, the Giant Killer, Junior sat beneath 
a tree in the woods one morning, enjoying 
the singing of the birds, when a hand was laid 
on his shoulder, and, looking up, he saw he was 
in the grasp of a grinning giant. There was 
no chance to get away, so Jack, Junior pre- 
tended that he was very angry at being dis- 
turbed. f 

“How dare you lay your hands on me, 
sir?” he cried, springing to his feet. 

The giant, who was seven times as big as 
the boy, was somewhat surprised at this and 
was at a loss for an answer. 

“Who are you, anyhow? and what are you 
doing here?” exclaimed Jack, Junior. 

“My name is Molasses,” answered the 
giant; “and I guess I have as much right here 
as you have.” 

“Well now, isn’t that strange?” said Jack, 

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104 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Junior, suddenly changing his tone and extend- 
ing his hand to the giant. “My name is Mo- 
lasses, too. Probably we are cousins.” 

“That is very strange,” added the giant. 
“I never knew there was any one else who 
had the same name as myself.” 

“We should be pretty good friends having 
the same name,” continued Jack, Junior. “But 
to know each other apart we will call you 
Big Molasses and call me Little Molasses.” 

“A capital idea,” declared the giant, who 
seemed mightily pleased with the wit of the 
lad. 

“Well, what is your business around here. 
Big Molasses*?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“Pm looking for a brat they call Jack, the 
Giant Killer, Junior,” answered Big Molasses. 
“And when I have found him there will be 
an end of giant killing, because I shall make 
very short work of him.” 

“I know just where he lives,” said Jack, 
Junior. “If you want me to do so, I will 
show you the way.” 


BIG MOLASSES AND LITTLE MOLASSES 105 

“Very well,” said Big Molasses. ‘‘Let us 
start at once.” 

“You must remember one thing,” said Jack, 
Junior. “There is only one giant that this 
fellow is afraid of and that is you, and he has 
always said that as soon as he saw you coming 
he would hide away somewhere that you could 
not catch him. If you want to be sure of get- 
ting within reach of him, you had better fix 
yourself up, so that he will not know you.” 

“But how can I do it?” asked the giant. 

“I’ll tell you a very good scheme,” replied 
Jack, Junior. “You have light hair and light 
skin, but, if you should darken your hair and 
darken your skin he would never know you, 
and believing you were some other giant would 
wait to fight you.” 

“Well, you are a pretty bright boy. How 
shall I go about darkening my hair and skin?” 
inquired the giant. 

“The best plan I can think of just now,” 
replied Jack, Junior, “is for you to cover your- 
self with your name.” 


106 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“What do you mean^?’’ asked the giant. 

“Your name is Molasses and if you cover 
your face, and your neck, and your hands, and 
your arms, and your legs with molasses, and 
rub molasses into your hair and your beard, 
you will look altogether different,’’ said Jack, 
Junior. 

The giant lay back against a tree and 
laughed heartily. 

“Well, well, well!” he cried, when he had 
finished laughing. “That is a good scheme. 
But where shall I get the molasses?” 

“Just wait here and I will get it for you,” 
said Jack, Junior, and he hurried home and 
soon returned with the largest jug of black 
molasses he could find. 

“It is almost too good to waste,” said the 
giant. 

“But you will never catch Jack, Junior, 
without it,” said the boy. 

So with Jack, Junior’s help he began to 
smear it on him. First, the molasses was 
rubbed carefully into his hair and beard, and 


BIG MOLASSES AND LITTLE MOLASSES 107 

then all over his face, and on his neck and his 
bare shoulders, and on his arms which were 

bare all the way to the shoulders, and on his 
legs which were bare from the tops of his 

sandals to half-way above his knees. He did 
not have to bother about smearing any on his 
hands for after all the rubbing of other parts 
of his body, they were perfectly coated with 
molasses. 

“Now come on,” said Jack, Junior, and he 
led the way through the woods. 

There was a place a short distance off 

where there were a thousand hives of bees. 
Everybody knows what a hive of bees is like, 
and everybody knows that bees are fond of 

sweets, and everybody knows that molasses is 
sweet, but it was not everybody who knew 
where these bees were. Jack, Junior knew it 
and he took the giant in that very direction. 

When they got there. Jack, Junior poked 
around among the hives, giving each a little 
kick to stir up the bees, and presently they be- 
gan to fly about, and smelling the molasses 


108 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

that covered Molasses, they made directly for 
him. 

It was not very long before the air was 
thick with bees and they all naturally went for 
the giant, alighting all over him in order to 
sip up the sweet syrup with which he was 
covered. 

Did you know that a honey bee will not 
sting you unless you anger it? Well, it will 
not, but just as soon as you make it angry it 
is going to stick its bitter little spear into you. 

Big Molasses did not mind the little crea- 
tures at first, but when they got so thick on 
his face that he could not see, he made a 
vicious slap at them. Immediately the whole 
crowd went for him, and in less time than it 
takes to tell, he had five hundred stings in 
him, and then another five hundred bees flew 
up and delivered their stings, and then another 
big swarm came along and presented him with 
their stings, and then some large, fat bees, that 
had been waiting in the background for a 
chance, waltzed up and left their stings in him. 


BIG MOLASSES AND LITTLE MOLASSES 109 

All the time the giant was slapping and 
puffing, and puffing and slapping, and scraping 
and scratching, and scratching and scraping, 
but when he knocked one bee off a dozen were 
ready to take its place, and in five minutes 
they had stung him so fearfully that his eyes 
were swollen so he could not see, his nose 
was swollen so he could not smell, his mouth 
was swollen so he could not yell, his ears were 
swollen so he could not hear, his hands were 
swollen so he could not slap, and his legs were 
swollen so he could not run. 

He threw himself on the ground and rolled 
over and over, and over and over until he 
rolled into a big pit, and there he was dashed 
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CHAPTER XV 


THE AUTOMOBILE RACE 






CHAPTER XV 

THE AUTOMOBILE RACE 


^T^HERE was to be a fine automobile race 
and many people had gathered from far 
and near to take part, and of course Jack, the 
Giant Killer, Junior was there with the rest, 
and he had a nice automobile that he believed 
would go as fast as any of them. 

Just when everything was ready for the 
race to begin who should appear on the scene 
but the two giants Gerri and Jay do, and there 
was such a scampering of people as you would 
not have seen in many a long day. Nobody 
wanted to stay and face the giants except 
Jack, Junior, and I don’t know but that he, 
too, might have tried to get out of the way if 
they had not grabbed him the first thing and 
held on tight to the corners of his jacket. And 
there he was all alone with the two big giants 
and the automobiles that had been deserted by 
their owners. 


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114 JACK. THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“What's all this, anyhow inquired one of 
the giants. 

“We were going to have an automobile 
race," answered Jack, Junior. 

“What’s an automobile race^’’ asked Gerri. 

Then Jack, Junior explained all about the 
machines; how fast they could go, how much 
fun it was to ride in them and how people 
raced their automobiles to learn which was the 
fastest. Gerri and Jay do became very much 
interested, just as people always are when they 
come across some ingenious contrivance with 
which they are not familiar, and they asked 
Jack, Junior to get into one of the automo- 
biles and show how it could go. He did so 
and went up and down the road, and turned 
this way and that, and stopped the machine 
and started it, and backed it and did all those 
other tricks that an expert can do with an 
automobile. 

“I would like to try one of those things," 
said Jay do. 

“And so would I,” added Gerri. 


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115 


“ril tell you what we will do,” said 
Jay do; ‘‘we will have a race and the one that 
wins shall have this boy for supper.” 

“Good! Good!” cried Gerri, merrily, for he 
liked sport, and he liked also to eat tender 
little boys. 

As neither of them knew how to manage 
the machines they made Jack, Junior show 
them what to do; how to guide them, how to 
start and stop them. Jack, Junior selected 
two of the largest automobiles there, and even 
at that the machines were hardly large enough 
to hold the giants. 

“We will race five miles down the road 
and five miles back,” said Jaydo. 

“Very well; that suits me,” consented 
Gerri. 

They tied Jack, Junior to a tree, and got 
in the automobiles. 

“Honk! Honk!” they squawked, and they 
were off. 

Now it happened that while Jack, Junior, 
was showing them how to manage the machines 


116 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

he fixed the steering wheels so they could not 
be turned from one side to the other, and he 
fixed the other machinery so that after it was 
once started it could not be stopped. The 
giants did not know this, of course, and they 
were in great glee as they sped along, faster 
and faster. 

Pretty soon, however, they came to a turn 
in the road and when they tried to guide the 
automobiles around the bend, the machines 
would not go that way but plunged straight 
across a field that had just been plowed up. 
And such a bumping as those two big fellows 
got! Straight ahead went the automobiles and 
their clumsy, awkward passengers. Now across 
another road; now plump through the middle 
of a pond; now knocking down a fence; now 
through thick bushes, the thorns of which 
scratched their faces and tore their clothes. If 
they had really known what was best for them 
they would have tumbled out heels over head 
right then and there, but the things were fly- 
ing along so fast that they were afraid to take 


THE AUTOMOBILE RACE 


117 


any chances, and made up their minds to stick 
in until some lucky opportunity came for them 
to get out. 

Now they struck a broad, smooth plain and 
the riding was not so rough and disagreeable, 
but the automobiles were going so fast that 
neither Jaydo nor Gerri had any breath left 
and they sincerely wished they had never laid 
eyes on these things. And, indeed, it would 
have been well for them if they had not. 

At the far end of this plain, across which 
they were traveling at such an enormous rate, 
there was a very, very high precipice, and in 
about three shakes of a sheep’s tail the auto- 
mobiles had reached this place and the next 
moment shot far out into the air and went 
tumbling down, down, down, down, down to 
the river that ran below. 

With a terrific splash, the two machines 
and the two racing giants went into the water 
kerflop ! 

At the place where Gerri went down eight- 
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118 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

where Jay do went down nineteen big bubbles 
came up, which was probably because Jay do 
was a trifle larger giant than Gerri. 

“I guess those fellows are not coming back 
to eat me,’’ said Jack, Junior, with a smile 
when the people came and unfastened him 
from the tree. 

And then they had the postponed automo- 
bile race, and who do you suppose won it? 


CHAPTER XVI 


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CHAPTER XVI 
fem’s great fright 


OO many giants had failed to trap Jack, the 
Giant Killer, Junior, that Fern, a giantess, 
decided to see what she could do. A giantess, 
as everybody knows, is a woman giant, and, 
although Fern was a woman, she had a heart 
as cruel as that of any of her brothers. She 
had long, black hair that hung down her back 
until it reached the ground and trailed in the 
dust. Her nose was long and sharp and her 
chin was pointed. She always carried a big 
club, the end of which was filled with sharp 
spikes, and when she struck anyone with this 
it meant instant death to the poor creature. 

When Jack, Junior saw Fern approaching 
his home, he ran and hid in the stable, after 
telling his mother just what to do and just 
what to say to the giantess. 

“Where is that boy?’ asked Fern. 

“He is hiding from you in the stable,” an- 
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122 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

swered Jack, Junior’s mother, and she showed 
the giantess how to reach the stable. 

After Fern had entered there, the mother 
closed and bolted the door from the outside. 

It was very dark inside and Fern began 
to feel around to find the boy whose life she 
sought. She groped all around but when she 
was in one place you may be sure Jack, Jun- 
ior was in another, and, finally, the giantess 
reached the conclusion that she had been fooled 
and that the boy was not in the stable after 
all. 

“I have been deceived; he is not here!” she 
cried. 

“Yes I am!” sang out Jack, Junior, from a 
dark corner. “Come over here and get me.” 

Fern went in the direction from which the 
voice came but Jack, Junior dodged past her. 

“Now I am over here,” said Jack, Junior, 
with a laugh from another corner. 

The wicked giantess uttered an exclamation 
of anger and turned to go to the other part of 
the stable. This time Jack, Junior did not 


FEM’S GREAT FRIGHT 


123 


dodge, but, just as she was about to lay her 
hands on him, he pushed open a little window 
to let in the light. 

As the floor was lighted up, three little 
gray creatures scampered right across it directly 
in front of Fern. 

“Rats!” yelled Jack, Junior, at the top of 
his voice. 

There is no place where rats and mice de- 
light to live in more than a stable, and there 
is nothing that will so thoroughly frighten a 
woman as one of these little gray animals. A 
woman is a woman whether she be of ordinary 
size or a giantess and Fern had all the horror 
of the creatures that is possessed by other fe- 
males. 

Therefore, when she heard Jack, Junior, 
yell and saw the three rats romp across her 
path, she was well-nigh scared out of her wits. 

“Rats!” screamed Jack, Junior, again. 

“Ow-ow!” shrieked Fern, and she gathered 
up her skirts about her in haste and sprang 
upon the top of a feed box. 


124 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

But Stable rats frolic over feed boxes as 
readily as they do anywhere else and in an 
instant several of them had darted across her 
toes. 

‘‘Whew!” screamed the giantess, and she 
leaped from the feed box to the top of a stall. 

But that furnished no haven from the rats 
and she had no sooner landed there than some 
of the furry fellows glided by her heels. 

“Whee-e-e-e!” cried Fern, and she jumped 
from the stall to a hay rack over her head. 

And there she found more rats — or rather, 
the rats found her — and they ran between her 
fingers and one darted across her face. 

Fern sprang to the floor and tried to open 
the door, and while she was doing this Jack, 
Junior ran up behind her and fastened a 
large piece of cheese in the end of her long 
black hair. 

Immediately all the rats and mice in the 
stable — and there must have been three thou- 
sand of them — rushed for the cheese, as these 
creatures have a great fondness for this edible. 



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Fern, finding the door bolted, threw herself 
against it with all her strength and burst it 
open. Screaming and shrieking, she raced 
down the road and racing behind her, all in- 
tent on getting a bite of that sweet-smelling 
cheese, was that host of rats and mice. 

The giantess looked back and saw the 
whole road behind her black with the scamper- 
ing rodents, big and little, leaping, tumbling, 
springing and jumping in their efforts to over- 
take her. Faster and faster she went and 
louder and louder she cried, and faster and 
faster they followed and louder and louder 
they squeaked. 

Jack, Junior and his mother ran out into 
the road to see the fun but the giantess and 
her big procession of rats and mice traveled so 
quickly that Jack, Junior and his mother soon 
lost sight of them over the hill. 

No one learned how it all ended, but the 
rats and mice never came back and neither did 
Fern. 



CHAPTER XVII 


TEMPUS TAKES A LESSON IN BRAVERY 


CHAPTER XVII 

TEMPUS TAKES A LESSON IN BRAVERY 

^^NCE there came to Jack, the Giant Killer, 
Junior, a great giant named Tempus, 
who thought he would like to learn the secret 
of the lad’s great bravery. He was a timid 
giant and while he desired to kill Jack, Junior, 
he did not have the courage to try. So he 
thought if he could first learn to be brave, he 
would attend to the boy later on. 

Tempus was a very big giant and when he 
approached the home of Jack, Junior, all the 
people ran away and hid themselves for fear 
of him. But Jack, Junior strapped on his 
sword and walked out into the road and asked 
what he wanted. Thereupon Tempus made 
known the purpose of his visit. 

“There is only one way to learn to be 
brave,” said Jack, Junior. “You must spend 
one night in an enchanted chamber.” 

“But I don’t know of any,” said Tempus. 

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130 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

‘If you will come back here the first very 
dark night, I will let you sleep in mine,” an- 
swered Jack, Junior. 

The giant agreed and the first very dark 
night he appeared and Jack, Junior escorted 
him up to a room in the top of his house that 
he had prepared for the entertainment of his 
big guest. 

“Now,” said the boy, “I will leave you. 
If anything worries you during the night, cry 
out as loud as you can: ‘What shall I doT If 
you get frightened, crawl up this ladder and 
get out on the roof. But, of course, you will 
not get frightened. Good night.” 

Jack, Junior left the room and the giant 
peered out of the window into the darkness. 
There was no moon and there was not a star 
to be seen. The wind howled and roared, and 
rattled the shutters and the shingles on the 
roof. There was no lamp in the room, but 
Tempus felt around until he came to a bed. 

“I guess I’ll go to bed,” said he, and in he 
crawled, determined to go to sleep. 


TEMPUS TAKES A LESSON IN BRAVERY 131 


Now there were several cupboards around 
the sides of the room and some curiously shaped 
boxes, and Jack, Junior had provided an un- 
usual device for each, “to keep old Tempus 
from getting lonely,” he told his mother. 

As the giant was just about to fall asleep, 
the howling wind tore a few bricks from the 
chimney and they rattled down over the 
shingle roof with a crash and a bang that 
caused Tempus to start up in aif right. 

The noise also aroused an old donkey that 
had been hidden in a cupboard and he brayed 
out loudly: 

“Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!” 

“What’s that*?” roared Tempus, straighten- 
ing himself up in bed, pale with terror. 

“Cuckoo! cuckoo! cuckoo!” cried a little 
cuckoo clock on the mantel. 

“Quack! quack!” said a duck in one of the 
curious boxes on the floor. 

Tempus was trembling with fear, for he 
was a coward and thought that the room was 
bewitched. 


132 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

He tried to pull the bedclothes over his 
head but they were so short that he drew them 
off his feet. Then when he covered his feet 
they would not reach to his head. 

The wind howled, and another brick fell 
from the chimney and went bounding and 
bumping over the roof. A limb of a tree blew 
against the window and broke the glass, letting 
the cold wind rush in, and giving the giant 
the shivers. 

The old donkey did not like the rumpus, 
either, for he let loose with his heels and 
kicked violently on the door of the cupboard 
and brayed out: 

“Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!” 

“Quack! quack!” said the duck. 

“Cuckoo! cuckoo! cuckoo!” said the little 
cuckoo clock on the mantel. 

“Baa-a-a-a-a!” said a goat in one of the 
cupboards. 

The giant was shaking like a persimmon 
tree. He remembered what Jack, Junior had 
told him and cried out at the top of his voice: 


TEMPUS TAKES A LESSON IN BRAVERY 133 


‘‘What shall I do? What shall I do?’ 

“Bettergitup ! Bettergitup ! Bettergitup !” 
croaked a fat old bullfrog from a box. 

“I think I had better get up,” said Tempus, 
and he threw off the bedclothes and started to 
spring from the bed. 

“Go to sleep!” exclaimed a parrot that was 
concealed in a closet. 

Tempus rolled back on the bed and again 
grabbed for the covering. 

“Bettergitup! Bettergitup!” croaked the 
frog. 

“Go to sleep!” shouted the parrot. 

“Bettergitup!” croaked the frog. 

“Quack! quack!” said the duck. 

“Cuckoo! cuckoo! cuckoo!” said the little 
cuckoo clock on the mantel. 

“Baa-a-a-a-a-a!” said the goat. 

“Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!” 
brayed the old donkey, as he gave the door a 
few more bangs with his heels. 

“Woo-o-o-o-o-o-zi-i-i-i-ir-woo-o-o-o-o-o,” roared 
the wind outside. 


134 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Just then three cats ran across Tempus’s 
face, and the old donkey kicked so hard on the 
door of the closet that he smashed it down and 
dashed out into the room, prancing and rear- 
ing and tearing around until he knocked the 
legs from the bed and the thoroughly terrified 
giant tumbled all in a heap on the floor. Up 
he sprang with a yell of horror and rushed up 
the ladder that Jack, Junior had shown him 
leading to the roof. 

As he pushed the skylight open he upset 
a huge tub of black tar that came down on 
his head with a crash, smearing him with the 
sticky stuff and knocking him back into the 
enchanted chamber where the animals were now 
making the most terrific rumpus imaginable. 

Tempus saw only one way of escape and 
that was by the window. Running to this he 
caught hold of the limb of the tree and was 
about to crawl out and slide down to the 
ground when the old donkey drew up his heels 
again and gave the giant such an awful whack 
that the big fellow was sent through the air 


TEMPUS TAKES A LESSON IN BRAVERY 135 


like a shot out of a cannon. He landed head 
first in a deep well with only his feet sticking 
out. His toes wiggled three or four times and 
that was the last of him. 






CHAPTER XVIII 


JACK, JUNIOR FINDS A PARTNER— AND 
LOSES HIM 




CHAPTER XVIII 

JACK, JUNIOR FINDS A PARTNER AND LOSES HIM 

TT has been seen how easily some giants fell 
into the power of Jack, the Giant Killer, 
Junior, but it must not be supposed that they 
did not keep him at his wits’ end sometimes 
to prevent himself falling into their power. 
Now, for instance, there was a very shrewd 
giant whose name was Tarpo and who had 
heard a great deal of what had been done by 
Jack, Junior. 

“If that lad can get the best of so many 
giants, he certainly should be able to do away 
with ordinary men,” said Tarpo to himself, as 
he sat in his castle thinking the whole matter 
over. “Now I shall try to get him to help me 
to kill all the people and after that has been 
done I will slay him.” 

And when he told his wife about it she 
said that it was a very good plan, so he de- 
cided to experiment at once. Then Tarpo gave 

139 


140 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

his wife a big bag of gold and told her to take 
it to Jack, Junior, and tell him to come at 
once to the castle on important business. 

The wife did as she was directed and Jack, 
Junior took the fine present of gold that had 
been sent him and gave it to his mother and 
then he started out for Tarpo’s castle to learn 
what was wanted of him. 

When he got there the giant had a great 
dinner spread for him and greeted him as if 
he were a brother. He gave Jack, Junior a 
fine gold ring and made his fiddlers come in 
and fiddle a little and his dancers come in and 
dance a little, all to amuse and please the 
young fellow with whom he was trying to 
make friends. Jack, Junior enj'oyed it all, but 
he knew there must be some evil scheme in the 
giant’s heart and he made up his mind to fool 
the old fellow in some way and do away with 
him. 

After a whole afternoon of feasting, and 
frolic and fiddling, Tarpo took Jack, Junior, 
into his private room for a little talk. 



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“You are a grand boy,” said the giant; 
“and I like you. I want to be your friend and 
want you to be my friend. I will give you all 
my gold, and all my lands, and get you a 
beautiful wife if you will only help me out in 
some of my plans.” 

“What are they?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“Well,” answered the giant; “first of all, 
I want you to help me slay all the people 
in your land.” 

“That will be a hard job,” said Jack, 
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“Yes,” replied Tarpo; “that will be a hard 
job, but it will not be hard for you and me if 
we both work together.” 

“Then we will start out to-morrow morn- 
ing,” said Jack, Junior. 

“Good!” cried Tarpo, in great glee, and he 
sent word to his wife that Jack, Junior had 
agreed to his scheme. 

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in partnership we should dress alike. Send 
for all your tailors and get them to work 


142 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

making our clothes, for they must be finished 
before sunrise.” 

So the tailors were brought in and Jack, 
Junior told them what kind of clothes they 
should make for himself and Tarpo. 

“The most important thing of all,” said the 
lad, “is our cloaks. They must be long, 
reaching from the shoulders to the ground and 
they must be of the brightest red.” 

“Oh, I like red!” exclaimed Tarpo, gladly. 
“Make them of the very brightest red that can 
be found.” 

So all night the tailors worked on the 
clothes and when morning came they had two 
suits of clothes — one for Tarpo and the other 
for Jack, Junior — and the cloaks were very 
long and very red. 

When they had had breakfast, they started 
off on their trip and walked a long distance 
until they came to a place where two roads 

met. 

“In order to catch the people we must sepa- 
rate here,” said Jack, Junior. “I shall go 


JACK, JUNIOR FINDS A PARTNER 143 

along the road to the left and you must climb 
over the fence at the right and go through 
that broad field until you come to the homes 
of the people. Whatever happens, do not lose 
your red cloak.” 

Tarpo sprang over the fence and went 
across the field, while Jack, Junior walked up 
the road a few yards and then got behind a 
tree to see how his plan was going to work. 

Now in this field where the lad had sent 
Tarpo, were kept forty-five very fierce bulls. 

Probably some one has told you that there 
is nothing that angers a bull more than the 
sight of a piece of red cloth. No matter how 
fierce he may be, a bull becomes more ferocious 
when he catches a glimpse of red. You may 
be sure, therefore, when this herd of forty-five 
saw the giant Tarpo strutting across their field 
with his fine red cloak trailing along on the 
ground, they were anything but pleased, and 
in three shakes of a sheep’s tail they were all 
rushing toward him with lowered heads, bel- 
lowing out their anger. 


144 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

When Tarpo caught sight of them, he 
looked around for a way of escape but found 
that they had completely surrounded him. 

“Jump the fence!” yelled Jack, Junior. 

Tarpo saw that the fence was three hun- 
dred yards away. 

“Climb a tree!” sang out Jack, Junior. 

Tarpo saw that the nearest tree was half a 
mile away. 

“Crawl in a hole!” cried Jack, Junior. 

Tarpo stooped down to look for a hole, 
and as he did so a big black bull that had 
galloped up behind him gave him such a se- 
vere butt that the giant was thrown flat on his 
face on the ground. 

He raised himself on his hands and knees 
to get up when a big brown bull smashed into 
the side of his head and sent him down. 

Tarpo tried to get up again, but a big 
white bull smote kim in the rear and over he 
went once more. 

Then a reddish bull, and a spotted bull, 
and a speckled bull, and a gray bull, and a 


JACK, JUNIOR FINDS A PARTNER 145 

Striped bull, and a yellow bull, and all sorts 
of other colored bulls took turns in knocking 
him down as fast as he made efforts to regain 
his feet. 

It was a terrible time that Tarpo had and 
when he made one last attempt to escape, all 
the creatures charged upon him at once. They 
came from every side, and when they all 
crashed together with him in the middle, they 
simply mashed him to pieces. 

The bright, beautiful red cloak was torn 
into ninety pieces and when the animals trotted 
off, there was a piece on each horn of each of 
them. 



CHAPTER XIX 


THE THREE SPIES 





CHAPTER XIX 

THE THREE SPIES 


^ I ^HERE were sixty giants — all brothers — 
who made up their minds to capture 
Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, and in order 
to learn of the best way to go about this dif- 
ficult task, they sent three of their number as 
spies to find out what they could about the 
lad; how strong he was, and what weapons he 
used in fighting. 

These three giants who were chosen as 
spies were Bill, Dill and Fill, and they had 
no more than started out on their errand when 
it began to snow very hard. The snow came 
down in large white flakes that soon covered 
the ground to the depth of several feet. 

Jack, Junior must have known that they 
were coming for he dressed himself up like an 
old woman and went out to meet them. 

“Who are you, old woman*?” asked the 
giants when they met him. 

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150 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Only a poor old creature/’ answered Jack, 
Junior. 

“Will you show us how to reach the home 
of this fellow Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
if we promise not to eat youT’ asked Bill. 

“Yes, kind sirs,” answered Jack, Junior. 

“Is there any house near here where we can 
warm ourselves?” inquired Dill, who was shiv- 
ering with the cold. 

Jack, Junior pointed to a little hut nearby 
in which nobody lived and into which he said 
they might go and build a fire, but he was 
afraid that all three of them could not get into 
it at once. 

The giants raced across the snow to the 
hut, and Bill and Dill got in and made a fire, 
but there was not room enough for Fill, who 
had to stand outside and shiver. 

“Now, look here, old woman; you will have 
to show me some way to get warm,” said Fill. 

“There is a tree over here that will give 
you warmth if you will climb it,” said Jack, 
Junior. 


THE THREE SPIES 


151 


He showed the giant a large tree and Fill 
clambered up among the branches. At the same 
time Jack, Junior took some matches from his 
pocket and set fire to the trunk of the tree. 

“It is not very warm up here!” cried the 
giant. 

“Go up higher,” suggested Jack, Junior. 

The giant climbed higher and then he be- 
gan to feel the warmth from the burning tree. 

“How is it now?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“It is getting a little warmer, old lady,” 
replied Fill. 

“Go a little higher,” suggested Jack, Junior. 

The giant climbed a little higher and by 
that time the lower part of the tree was burn- 
ing so briskly that Fill was really comfortable. 

“How is it now?” inquired Jack, Junior. 

“Very fine,” answered the giant. 

“Go up a little higher,” suggested Jack, 
Junior. 

The giant climbed higher and by that time 
the heat was very intense and clouds of smoke 
had begun to roll up about the giant. 


152 


JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 


“How is it now?” asked Jack, Junior. 

“It is altogether too hot,” answered Fill. “I 
guess I had better come down.” 

“I guess you won’t do any such thing,” 
said Jack, Junior. 

And he was right, for the next minute the 
flames encircled Fill, whose clothes speedily 
caught on fire and he was burnt up. 


CHAPTER XX 


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BILL GETS INTO TROUBLE 

Tl^HEN Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior had 
^ ^ disposed of Fill, he hurried home to 
prepare for the coming of Bill and Dill. These 
giants, after they had warmed themselves in 
the hut, started out to look for him and were 
soon knocking at his back door. 

Jack, Junior had gotten a pair of long 
stilts and strapped them to his legs and over 
them he drew a pair of long trousers, so that 
when he stood up on the stilts he appeared to 
be a very tall man indeed. He also took a 
piece of wax and formed it into a large nose 
that he fastened over his own nose. Then he 
took other pieces of wax and made large ears 
to fasten on his own ears, and fingers to fasten 
on his own fingers. 

When the giants came in Jack, Junior, 
apologized for not being able to stand upright, 
saying that he had grown so quickly the 

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JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 


house had become too small for him, and he 
guessed he would have to build another house 
or go to live in one of the castles he owned. 

Bill and Dill were very much surprised for 
they had expected to find a small lad, instead 
of this tall fellow who was really larger than 
either of them or any of their brothers. 

Jack, Junior bade them sit down at the 
side of a table and he, too, took a seat. 

“We hear you can do some wonderful 
things,” said Bill. “Show us a few of them.” 

“I will do so,” replied Jack, Junior, “if 
you will do just as I do.” 

“Very well,” agreed Bill. 

“And I will look on and see how it is 
done,” said Dill. 

With that Jack, Junior picked up a carv- 
ing knife and chopped off one of his wax 
thumbs. 

Bill looked surprised. 

“Now it is your turn,” said Jack, Junior, 
passing the carving knife across the table to 
Bill. 


BILL GETS INTO TROUBLE 157 

The giant made a wry face, but took the 
knife and chopped off one of his thumbs. 

Then Jack, Junior took the knife and 
quickly chopped off all the wax fingers on his 
left hand. 

Bill squirmed as the boy passed the knife 
to him, but summoned up his courage and 
chopped off all the fingers from his left hand. 

Jack, Junior took the knife again and 
slashed a long piece from the end of his wax 
nose. 

Bill was very much annoyed, but grabbed 
the knife and slashed his nose off close to his 
face. 

Jack, Junior next picked up a saw and 
sawed off one of his stilts close to his foot. 

Bill hesitated. 

‘‘You are a big coward,’’ said Jack, Junior. 

Then the giant seized the saw and sawed 
off one of his legs. 

This was more than Dill could stand and 
he bolted for the door and ran as fast as his 
two legs could carry him. 


158 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

And then Jack, Junior picked his broken 
stilt from the floor and cracked Bill over the 
head twice and killed him. 


CHAPTER XXI 


DILL SLAIN BY HIS BROTHERS 




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DILL SLAIN BY HIS BROTHERS 

the giant Dill escaped from the 
home of Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 
he did not go far, but stopped at the old hut 
which he and his brother had visited to warm 
themselves. He made another fire and threw 
himself on the floor beside it and went to 
sleep. 

Jack, Junior was not done with him, how- 
ever, and started in pursuit as soon as he had 
made sure that Bill was dead. It was easy to 
follow the giant by his footprints in the snow 
and Jack, Junior soon found him asleep in the 
hut. The boy got a lot of paints and paint 
brushes and set to work to decorate Dill as he 
had never been decorated before. 

He painted the giant’s toes black, and his 
feet brown, and his legs purple. Then he 
painted the giant’s fingers light blue, and his 
hands dark blue, and his arms in black and 

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162 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER. JR. 

white stripes. He painted great red rings 
around the giant’s eyes, and great blue rings 
around his ears, and a great yellow ring around 
his nose, and a great green ring around his 
mouth. 

When it was all done a fearful looking 
sight was Dill, and Jack, Junior quietly 
slipped out of the hut and went home. 

Dill slept very soundly for he had been 
tired and cold, so that he did not awake until 
the next morning. The snow was still falling 
and he pushed open the door of the hut and 
started for the home of his brothers who had 
sent him and Bill and Fill to spy upon Jack, 
Junior. 

The giant was not aware of how his face 
had been decorated during his sound sleep, and 
as he drew his cloak closely around him to 
keep the cold wind and the snow from his 
body, he did not notice the fine art work that 
Jack, Junior had done on his feet and legs, 
and hands and arms. 

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brothers were awaiting him, however, they 
noticed it at once, and so thoroughly changed 
had Dill become through the painting process 
that they did not know him. 

“Here comes some terrible enemy of ours,” 
said one of them. 

“Oh, what a fearful object!” exclaimed an- 
other. 

“See the huge red dragon eyes he has,” de- 
clared a third. 

“And the monster blue ears,” commented a 
fourth. 

“And the horrible yellow nose!” 

“And the green mouth!” 

“And the purple legs!” 

So, as he approached, each of them had 
some comment to make upon his hideous ap- 
pearance. 

They all seized their swords and clubs and 
prepared to defend themselves against this 
many colored creature coming toward them. 

The eldest brother stepped out from among 
them and cried: 


164 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Who are you and what do you want 
here?’ 

“Why, I am your brother Dill,” answered 
the painted giant. “Don’t you know your own 
brother Are you not glad to see me, whom 
you sent to spy upon Jack, the Giant Killer, 
Junior?’ 

“If you are our brother, where are our 
other brothers who went with you to spy upon 
Jack, Junior?’ asked one. 

“They are both slain,” answered Dill. 

“And how did you escape?’ asked another. 

“By hiding in a hut,” replied Dill. 

“It is false!” exclaimed one of the giants. 
“You are not our poor brother Dill, but are 
some partner of Jack, Junior’s, and I suppose 
you have enticed our three brothers into a trap 
and helped to slay them.” 

Then all the giants agreed to this and they 
fell upon the painted giant with their swords 
and their clubs and beat and cut him to death. 


CHAPTER XXII 

THE RETREAT OF THE FIFTY-SEVEN 
GIANTS 



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CHAPTER XXII 

THE RETREAT OF THE FIFTY-SEVEN GIANTS 

l^r OW the angered giants, whose number had 
been reduced to fifty-seven by the 
deaths of Bill, Dill and Fill, marched out over 
the snow toward the home of Jack, the Giant 
Killer, Junior. There were so many of them, 
and they were so large and strong, that they 
did not believe it possible that he could escape 
them or that he could overthrow them if they 
met in battle, however wonderful he was, and 
whatever wonderful things he could do. 

The noise made by the marching of the 
fifty-seven giants attracted the attention of 
Jack, Junior, and he called upon all the peo- 
ple to help him prepare to receive them prop- 
erly upon their arrival. 

Everyone was put to work making immense 
snow men and setting them up on the side of 
a hill overlooking the road along which the 
giants must pass. Exactly three hundred and 

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168 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

ten of these snow men were made, and each 
of them was as tall as a house and as broad 
as a barn door. Jack, Junior stuck pieces of 
coal in the faces of the snow men to represent 
eyes and noses and mouths, and placed tubs 
on their heads for hats, and fastened blankets 
around them for clothes. And then he armed 
each snow man with a great club. 

They presented a very fierce appearance 
when the band of giant brothers came around 
a curve in the road, prepared to do battle. 
It could be seen at once that the giants were 
startled by the great array of warriors on the 
hillside, in front of whom Jack, Junior stood 
as their captain, with his sword drawn and all 
ready for the fight. 

The fifty-seven brothers gazed in astonish- 
ment at Jack, Junior and his regiment and 
huddled together in the middle of the road to 
consider what they had better do. While they 
were discussing this among themselves. Jack, 
Junior turned to his snow men and solemnly 
made a little speech, taking care to shout it 


THE RETREAT OF THE FIFTY-SEVEN GIANTS 169 

out SO loud as to let the giants hear every 
word he uttered. He said: 

“Gentlemen and soldiers! it is a sad duty 
we have to perform to-day, but we must go 
about it bravely and do our work well. Down 
there, in the road, are fifty-seven giants, who 
have come here to slay you and your families. 
There are only three hundred and ten of you, 
but I am with you, and that makes three 
hundred and eleven. Therefore, it should not 
take us more than three minutes to fall upon 
those fellows and crush them to pieces no 
larger than peanuts. But that is not what we 
want to do. We want to teach these giants 
a terrible lesson that will also be a lesson to 
all other giants and keep them away from us 
for all time. 

“When I give the order to charge, we must 
rush down on those fellows and surround them 
on all sides, so that not one of them can 
escape. Then we will bind each one with 
ropes and build a great fire and roast all of 
their toes off. When this has been done, we 


170 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

want to dip their hands in a pot of boiling 
water and boil all their fingers off. Then we 
will pull their hair out by the roots. Then 
we will trim off their ears close to the sides 
of their heads. Then we will run red-hot 
pokers through their stomachs. Then we will 
beat them with sticks. When all this has been 
done, we will bury them in holes, with only 
their heads sticking out, and sic the dogs on 
them.” 

Of course, the snow men listened very 
attentively to this fearful program, and so did 
the giants. When Jack, Junior had finished 
his speech, the fifty-seven brothers were fairly 
trembling with terror and were clinging to 
one another to prevent falling to the ground. 

Jack, Junior cleared his throat, and, look- 
ing over his shoulder at his curious regiment, 
he asked, “Are you all ready ^ Then charge!” 

That was enough for the giants. Believing 
that the great army of monsters, whom Jack, 
Junior had at his back, would speedily capture 
them and do all the dreadful things he had 


THE RETREAT OF THE FIFTY-SEVEN GIANTS 171 

Spoken of, the giants turned and fled down 
the road, whooping and yelling, and battling 
with one another to see which could get away 
first. 

Jack, Junior also made a terrific racket to 
fool the giants into believing that he and his 
army were at their heels. The fifty-seven 
brothers never stopped to look back, but tore 
along through the snow, panic-stricken and in- 
tent only upon getting as far away as possible. 

It had been arranged by the lad that a 
fire engine with six lines of hose be stationed 
in the woods on the side of the road along 
which the giants retreated, and as they rushed 
pell-mell past this point the engine was started 
up and six streams of water were turned on 
the fleeing giants. 

Each one of them was thoroughly drenched, 
and it was so cold that, as fast as the water 
fell on them it froze, and, presently, instead 
of there being fifty-seven scampering giants, 
there were fifty-seven huge icicles chasing over 
the country. 


172 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

In a little time they reached a high stone 
wall, over which they could not climb because 
they were so stiff with the cold and the ice 
that covered them. They all gathered together 
in a heap and were soon frozen into a solid 
mass, resembling a great iceberg. 

Whether they ever thawed out does not 
matter, for it is sufficient that none of these 
ever bothered Jack, Junior and his people 
again. 


CHAPTER XXIII 


THE WONDERFUL BEATER 



CHAPTER XXIII 

THE WONDERFUL BEATER 

TT was a long time before Jack, the Giant 
Killer, Junior saw his old friend, the 
King of Circles, who had given him the magic 
grease; but one day he again met him in the 
woods. 

“I have a present for you,” said the King 
of Circles, smiling as usual. 

“Thank you; what is it?” asked Jack, 
Junior. 

“This little stick,” answered the King of 
Circles. “It is small, but it is hard and strong, 
and nothing can break it or cut it. You must 
be very careful how you use it, however, for 
while it is a good friend, it is a dangerous 
enemy. Anyone who beats with this stick can- 
not stop beating, and the harder he beats, 
the harder he will have to beat. Take it; 
it may prove useful to you. But remember, 
you must be careful!” 

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176 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Jack, Junior promised to remember and be 
careful, and again thanking the little old man, 
he thrust the stick in his belt and went on 
his way. 

It chanced that day that he passed the 
home of a giant and slipped into the door, as 
no one was around, to see what was inside. 
The giant was not at home, but his wife was 
there preparing his dinner, as she expected him 
to return very soon from his walk. 

“How are you?” asked Jack, Junior, bow- 
ing low to the wife of the giant. 

“Not very well,” answered the giant’s wife. 
“I eat well and I sleep well, but I am not 
very strong.” 

“That’s a pity,” said Jack, Junior. 

“Yes,” answered the giant’s wife. “I need 
strength here, for I have to do all the work, 
and between making the bread, making the beds, 
cleaning the house, and filling the giant’s pipe, 
I have all that I can do. But run along now, 
boy, and don’t bother me, for I must beat up 
some eggs to make a pudding for the giant, 


THE WONDERFUL BEATER 177 

and if it is not ready when he gets home he 
will be very angry and will beat me.” 

“If you are going to beat eggs,” said Jack, 
Junior, “I have here a magic stick that will 
help you a great deal. If you promise to re- 
turn it to me, I will lend it to you. It will 
make your work very much easier.” 

The giant’s wife looked at the magic stick 
and was greatly interested in it, although she 
could not see how it would help her. 

“Try it,” suggested Jack, Junior. 

So the giant’s wife got her eggs ready and 
took the stick and began to beat them with it. 

“It does work very easily,” she said, and 
she beat away as she never beat before. 

“Beat harder,” said Jack, Junior. 

But it was not necessary for him to tell 
her to do so, for she was already beating 
harder, and the harder she beat, the harder she 
had to beat. Her arm flew faster and faster, 
and the eggs splashed out of the pan and all 
over the floor and the walls until there were 
none left. 


178 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

Then she beat the pan into a shapeless 
mass, and when that was done, she beat the 
table to pieces, and then two or three chairs, 
and all the pots and kettles in the room. She 
beat the sideboard and the stove to pieces, and 
yet she could not stop. 

When she had gone all through the house 
and beat everything in it to pieces, she began 
to beat the sides of the house, and so vigor- 
ously did she do this, that the walls were soon 
tumbling down and the house was left a big 
pile of ruins. 

She beat down the wall around the yard, 
and she beat down the stable, chicken-house 
and the pig-pen, and beat the poor pig and 
the cow to death. 

Just then the giant came running up, for 
he had heard the racket and hurried home to 
see what all this noise was about. 

‘‘Stop it! Stop it!” he cried, for he feared 
his wife was having a crazy fit. 

“Come here to me!” she screamed, for no 
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arm holding the magic stick went faster, and 
she longed for something else to beat. 

Away ran the giant, and away ran the 
wife after him. He dodged around the ruins 
of the house, and around the ruins of the 
wall, and around the ruins of the pig-pen, and 
the stable and the chicken-house, and she was 
right after him all the time and steadily gain- 
ing upon him. 

Now, the giant was a stout fellow and was 
soon exhausted and out of breath, so that his 
wife got within reach of him and began to 
belabor him with the magic stick with all her 
might and main. 

He jumped, and yelled, and screamed, but 
it was of no avail, for she rained blows upon 
him as fast as her arm could travel back and 
forth, and presently — well, he was simply 
beaten into a mass of mush. 

Then the giant’s wife beat down all the 
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180 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

been knocked in the earth, and into this she 
jumped and continued beating, the hole getting 
deeper and deeper all the time. 

Jack, Junior crawled to the side of the 
hole and looked down and watched her until 
she had gone so deep he could see her no 
longer, and could only hear the terrific pound- 
ing that she was giving the earth at the bot- 
tom. She never came out of that hole, unless 
she came out in China, at the other side of 
the world, where she may be beating the 
Chinese now. 


CHAPTER XXIV 


THE GAME OF TENPINS 












CHAPTER XXIV 

THE GAME OF TENPINS 


"!n^HILE Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, 

^ was rolling tenpins one day, a giant, 
named Spare, came up behind him and grabbed 
him by the collar. 

“What are you doing, you little scamp?” 
growled the giant. 

“I am playing tenpins,” answered Jack, 
Junior. 

“Let me see how you do it,” commanded 
the giant. 

Then Jack, Junior set up the tenpins and 
showed him how to roll the balls along and 
knock them down. 

“That’s a pretty good game,” said Spare. 
“We will have a game between us, but there 
must be larger pins, for these are entirely too 
small for me.” 

“Larger ones would be entirely too large 
for me,” said Jack, Junior. 

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184 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER. JR. 

‘‘Oh, I don’t care about you,” replied the 
giant, with a laugh. “But, mind you, if I 
win the game I am going to carry you off to 
my home and make you my slave for the rest 
of your days.” 

“Well, if we are going to have larger ten- 
pins and larger balls, you will have to allow 
me to roll the balls from a barrel, for I shall 
never be able to manage them with my hands,” 
said Jack, Junior. 

“Very well,” answered Spare. “If you are 
able to roll them better from a barrel than 
with your hands, you are surely welcome to 
do so.” 

They got saws and axes and cut down 
some trees and hewed them into tenpins twelve 
feet high, and they made balls that were one 
foot thick through the middle. 

Jack, Junior went off and got his barrel 
to roll the balls with; but, in reality, it was 
a cannon covered with barrel staves. 

Spare took the first roll and knocked all 
the pins down with one ball. 


THE GAME OF TENPINS 185 

Jack, Junior loaded his barrel-cannon and 
knocked all the pins down with one ball. 

“It is a tie game!” exclaimed the giant. 
“We must roll again.” 

This time Jack, Junior rolled first and 
knocked all the pins down with one ball. 

Spare then rolled, and he, too, knocked all 
the pins down with one ball. 

“Another tie!” he cried. “Roll again.” 

It was the giant’s first go this time, and 
he knocked over all the pins, just as he had 
done before. 

Jack, Junior rolled and did the same thing. 

“There are too many ties in this game!” 
exclaimed the giant, angrily. “Try again.” 

Now Jack, Junior was a little careless, and 
when he rolled he knocked over but nine pins. 

The giant was very much elated, and when 
he had knocked down all ten pins, he cried: 

“Ah, you have lost the game, my fine young 
fellow.” 

“Not so fast,” sang out Jack, Junior. “It 
it true, I knocked down only nine pins with 


186 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

the last ball, but the next time I shall knock 
down eleven.” 

“How can that be?” inquired Spare, in sur- 
prise. “There are only ten altogether.” 

“I will show you,” answered the boy. “But 
it is your first roll this time. Go ahead.” 

Spare rolled, and, as previously, knocked 
down all ten pins with a single ball. 

“You are a very good bowler, but watch 
me,” said Jack, Junior. “First, however, you 
must set those tenpins straight. Several of 
them are out of line.” 

Spare rearranged the tenpins until he had 
them just right. 

“How is that?” he asked. 

“They are all right now,” replied Jack, 
Junior. “Now, if you will stand near to them 
and watch them closely, you will see me knock 
over eleven.” 

“You cannot do it,” declared the giant. 
“There are only ten of them here.” 

“There are eleven,” answered the boy. 
“Count them.” 


THE GAME OF TENPINS 


187 


Spare counted them slowly and carefully. 

“Now, there, Mr. Smart Boy,” he cried; 
“there are only ten, as I told you.” 

“But you did not count yourself,” said 
Jack, Junior. 

“I am not a tenpin!” exclaimed the giant, 
in anger. 

“Well, we shall see,” replied the boy, plac- 
ing his hand on the trigger of the barrel- 
cannon. 

The giant saw what he was up to, but it 
was too late. Before Spare could spring to 
one side. Jack, Junior, who had this time 
loaded his cannon with a very strong charge, 
pulled the trigger. 

The big ball, instead of rolling along on 
the ground, went hurtling through the air. It 
struck the giant squarely in the head and 
knocked him over, dead, and, as he fell, he 
toppled all the tenpins over. 

“Well, I believe eleven went down that 
time,” said Jack, Junior, to himself, as he 
sauntered homeward. 




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CHAPTER XXV 

A TERRIBLE SHOCK 


T ACK, the Giant Killer, Junior began to 
think that it was about time for him to 
be looking up the three brothers of the jump- 
ing giant, so one day he tucked a powerful 
electric battery under his arm and started off 
for their castle. He journeyed through the 
same long, dark cave that he did on the 
previous occasion, and when he stepped out 
into the castle courtyard there stood the three 
giants, waiting for him, for they had heard 
that he was coming. 

“You are the fellow who slew our brothers,’' 
they said. “How dare you come here? You 
caused the disaster to the Talking Slate, too, 
and have done all sorts of evil things against 
us. Do you think we have forgotten these?” 

“No,” answered Jack, Junior. “But, see, I 

have come to repay you for the loss of the 

Talking Slate. Here is a much more wonder- 
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192 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR 

ful thing. It will make you feel young again. 
It will make you dance and shout as do merry 
children on a playground.’’ 

The giants did not believe Jack, Junior, 
and plainly told him so. They remembered 
the dynamite trick and were afraid to give him 
another opportunity to get the better of them. 

But Jack, Junior placed the electric bat- 
tery on a table, and, taking out the two han- 
dles fastened to the long cords, invited them 
to try it. 

“It will make you feel very happy,” said he. 

At last one of them consented to catch hold 
of the handles, and immediately a curious 
tingling sensation went through his body. 

“Now, does not that make you feel happy *?” 
asked Jack, Junior. 

“I don’t know,” replied the grinning giant. 
“I cannot tell whether I feel happy or what, 
but I do know that it is very funny and fine. 
I think it is a tickling machine.” 

“It is,” said Jack, Junior, to himself, “and 
it is apt to tickle you to death.” 


A TERRIBLE SHOCK 


193 


The other giants wanted to try the thing, 
so Jack, Junior told them all to join hands, 
which they did, and the two at the ends took 
hold of the electric battery’s handles. 

“Do you feel younger T’ asked Jack, Junior. 

“Yes! yes!” they cried, laughing at the 
great fun they were having. 

The lad turned the electric current on 
stronger, and they began to dance up and 
down, increasing their laughter and expressions 
of wonder at the peculiar sensations. 

“Do you wish to feel still younger?’ asked 
Jack, Junior. 

“Yes! yes!” they answered, for they were 
enjoying it. 

Then Jack, Junior turned on the current 
so strong that it drew their fingers into knots, 
so that they could not release the handles or 
disconnect their hands. 

When they discovered this, all three howled 
with displeasure. 

“Enough! Enough!” cried one. 

“Stop it! Stop it!” cried another. 


194 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

“Make it stop biting me!” cried the third. 

But Jack, Junior was now determined to 
see all the fun he could, and he made the 
current still stronger. 

The giants raved, and roared, and pranced, 
and danced, and howled, and yelled, but it 
was useless, and they could not get at Jack, 
Junior, for they were stuck together as tight 
as if they had been glued one to another. 

They grew red in their faces, and perspira- 
tion stood out on their features like great 
drops of rain. And all the time they were 
jumping harder and higher and yelling louder 
than before. 

“You must answer one question for me,” 
said Jack, Junior. 

“Wow! Wow! We will!” they cried, to- 
gether. “Wow! Wow! What is it? Wow! 
Wow! Hurry up! Wow! Wow!” 

“What did the Talking Slate intend to say 
when I asked it where my father was, and you 
smashed it before it had finished speaking?” 
inquired Jack, Junior. 


A TERRIBLE SHOCK 


195 


The giants, still dancing and gritting their 
teeth, pretended not to know what the Talk- 
ing Slate had tried to say, so Jack, Junior, 
made the electric current still stronger, and one 
of them at last cried out: 

“The Slate said, ‘Beyond the mountains and 
across the seas/” 

“Ah! That is where my father is, is itf* 
exclaimed Jack, Junior, in great triumph that 
he had finally learned what he had so long 
sought. 

Then he turned on the electric current so 
strong that it killed all the giants instantly, 
and they fell to the floor in a heap. 


CHAPTER XXVI 


JACK, JUNIOR RESCUES JACK, SENIOR 




CHAPTER XXVI 

JACK, JUNIOR RESCUES JACK, SENIOR 

TVTOW there was gladness in the land when 
^ Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior returned 
home and told the people he had learned 
where his father was, and he lost no time in 
preparing to go to rescue him. In order to 
cross the seas, he built for himself a fine flying 
machine, and, after bidding his mother an 
affectionate farewell, he started on his aerial 
voyage. 

It took him days to cross the ocean and 
days to cross the mountains beyond the ocean 
before he saw from his lofty perch a giant’s 
castle. 

The giant, whose name was Thornraven, 
and who wore a big brass ring in his nose, 
was walking along a road when the flying 
machine circled over his head. Thornraven 
was, naturally, a little perplexed, for he had 
never seen such an affair before. 

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200 jack, the giant KILLER, JR. 

“Who or what are you?” he cried. “Are 
you a bird or a goblin? And, furthermore, 
what do you want?” 

Jack, Junior made no reply, but carried the 
flying machine closer to the giant. Thornraven 
struck viciously at it with his club, but Jack, 
Junior skilfully guided the machine aside and 
escaped the blow which was intended to de- 
molish him. He continued these tactics until 
the giant gave up, in despair, his efforts to 
strike down the peculiar air craft, and, out of 
breath, threw himself on the ground at the 
side of the road. 

“Who or what are you?” he cried again. 

“I am a little star from high up in the 
sky,” replied Jack, Junior. “From away up 
there I have seen your wicked deeds, and I 
have come down here to punish you.” 

“I have done no wicked deeds,” answered 
the giant. 

“Ah, yes,” replied Jack, Junior. “You stole 
a good man, named Jack, the Giant Killer, 
from his home, and you have kept him in a 


JACK, JUNIOR RESCUES JACK, SENIOR 201 

dungeon cell in your castle, surrounded by 
snakes and toads and lizards, and with very 
little to eat, for many, many years/' 

“No!" howled the giant, angrily, for he 
was furious that his badness should be dis- 
covered. 

“Oh, yes," continued Jack, Junior. “I am 
not to be fooled. From up in the sky I could 
see him hid away in your dungeon. I demand 
that you release him at once, or I shall see 
my friends. Thunder and Lightning, and ask 
them to strike you down dead." 

This frightened Thornraven, and he agreed 
to set Jack’s father free. 

Then he opened the dungeon, and out 
walked Jack, the Giant Killer. 

As soon as the father saw his brave son, 
he knew who he was, although he had not seen 
him since he was a tiny baby. The two rushed 
into each other’s arms and embraced heartily. 

Now, when Thornraven saw that he had 
been tricked, he grew furiously mad and made 
a dash for the father and son to slay them on 


202 JACK, THE GIANT KILLER, JR. 

the spot; but, just as he was about to lay hold 
of them, they sprang nimbly into the flying 
machine and sailed up in the air. 

The anchor, which was hanging down by a 
long rope, caught in the ring in Thornraven’s 
nose, and the giant was carried up, yelling 
like mad. 

Away went the flying machine with the 
happy father and son, and dangling below 
them was the unhappy giant, who, try as he 
would, could not release himself. 

Jack, Junior steered the machine home- 
ward, and when they were over the middle of 
the ocean, far away from land, he reached 
down and cut the anchor rope with a knife. 

The giant dropped down, down, down, 
down, down, like a stone, and sank beneath 
the surface of the waves, never to rise again. 

It goes without saying that there was 
general rejoicing when Jack, the Giant Killer, 
and Jack, the Giant Killer, Junior, returned 
home. A great feast was given, and the peo- 
ple celebrated the event for a whole week. 


JACK, JUNIOR RESCUES JACK, SENIOR 203 

And the best part of it all was, that there 
were no more giants left in the land and the 
people lived in peace and happiness for many 
years thereafter. 













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